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[13 Jan 2007|02:00pm] |
I feel disgusting and large. Creeping feeling that bad habits will re-surface if I don't get out of this phase. & i hate it. Scholarships suck. they truly do. & so does the lonely,empty feeling when you realize maybe you don't matter all that much
When I tell you that I love you Don't test my love Accept my love, don't test my love Cause maybe I don't love you all that much Don't ask what kind of music I'm gonna play tonight Just stay awhile, hear for yourself awhile And if you must put me in a box, make sure it's a big box With lots of windows And a door to walk through And a nice high chimney So we can burn burn burn everything that we don't like And watch the ashes fly up to Heaven Maybe all the way to India I'd like that -Dan Bern
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| a long december & there's reason to believe maybe this year will be better than the last |
[11 Jan 2007|10:36pm] |
If one word could encompass my life, truly epitomize the current feelings, it would be rollercoaster. Maybe I'm just a typical youth though.
I woke up and faced the frozen air walking to and from my car, into the torturous building known more commonly as school. Of course, it wasn't too terrible because majority of my classes on odd days are easy- besides AP government.
I was completely awake most of the day, and then it came time for track practice, and my mood steedily declined. I went from energized, to beyond tired faster than ever- but still slowly and painfull completed my practice routine.
Work was fun- I drank a cup of coffee and my mood perked a bit and LaChelle,Charles and I had a pretty good time.
I don't really know what much else to say- I'm a boring person, really really boring. haha.
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