Currently:
Wearing: William Shakespeare Shirt, black pants
Thinking: Shame on me for putting off reading Candide
Wishing: I could make up my mind
Hoping: I find what I'm looking for
Have you ever wanted to attack someone for no LOGICAL/RATIONAL reason?
I have.
Almost everyday.
I'm sick of high school. Sick of the drama and immaturities. Sick of the "He said she said" stories and the "I'm so fat" insecurities. In the end, we're all the same. Does it really matter all that damn much?
I hate it when you try your best to be a leader, but the people you're trying to lead don't want to follow. No, they want to lead, and they make you out to be the bad guy because you're the leader. "Not technically, but yeah."
And then there's the hypocrites.
"How am I a hypocrite?"
"Because you're not playing with us."
"There's no point, I'm not going to the gig."
"You think I am? No, but I'm still playing. Now, what's your excuse again?"
And then, of course, the guys.
The one who broke up with his girlfriend, more likely than not to get a crack at me.
The one who sends me text messages during the day to make sure I don't let anyone get me down.
The one who every time I see I smile and all my troubles melt away.
I don't know who I am anymore, what I'm doing. It's so cliche, but a chord of truth rings in it.
-Somber
11:18 p.m. - May 15, 2007
Recent entries:
Blah. - October 28, 2007
I think I'm going slightly insane... - September 27, 2007
Sick and tired of being sick and tired. - July 15, 2007
Birthday Bust and Boy trouble. - June 16, 2007
Out with the old... in with the new. - June 15, 2007
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