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- Oct 07 Wed 2009 09:07
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What's Happening is Right Now
- Oct 07 Wed 2009 08:53
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Right Now
- Oct 05 Mon 2009 12:57
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Sleep...
We don't sleep to dream
We sleep to build stamina
Energy to do our thing
Get your camera
Cuz this ride is about to begin
Sit down, and buckle it in
Let me say it again
We sleep to build stamina
Energy to do our thing
Get your camera
Cuz this ride is about to begin
Sit down, and buckle it in
Let me say it again
- Oct 02 Fri 2009 09:04
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This Life is Filled with Hurt
when happiness doesn't work...
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I did better on the EOC than I had thought. I thought I bombed the essay-writing portion. Because I literally (figuratively - ha, what a concept, literally figuratively) just threw a bomb onto the sheet of paper and just waited to see what happens. No planning whatsoever. I think we had to write about a day in which a historical figure came to the present and what we would do with them. Something like that. I could've worded it better though. Anyways, I got 248.
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I did better on the EOC than I had thought. I thought I bombed the essay-writing portion. Because I literally (figuratively - ha, what a concept, literally figuratively) just threw a bomb onto the sheet of paper and just waited to see what happens. No planning whatsoever. I think we had to write about a day in which a historical figure came to the present and what we would do with them. Something like that. I could've worded it better though. Anyways, I got 248.
- Sep 29 Tue 2009 10:44
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Chasing Cars
- Sep 29 Tue 2009 09:21
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Fight the Bad Feeling
So much crap to do. I feel so stupid with my whining. It's probably only going to get worse.
And all I can do is stare stupidly at the present speeding off into the distance, leaving me in a cloud of dust and confusion and helplessness, and a broken rope in my hand, frayed and tired for having to pull my deadweight. There's no rush of wind, no whistling of the wind as it grazes past my ears, no thrill of the ride of being present, there's no blood pumping through my veins in that crazy rhythm. All I can do is blink and stare blankly, wondering what happened and when that rope broke, and when this wagon I am standing on will finally slow to a stop...or if I'll fall off before that happens.
This is just my melodramatic way of saying that I feel tired, and there's so much work to do, and I feel lost at where to start.
There's probably no satisfaction from it, but perhaps only the protection of my pride and stubbornness.
And all I can do is stare stupidly at the present speeding off into the distance, leaving me in a cloud of dust and confusion and helplessness, and a broken rope in my hand, frayed and tired for having to pull my deadweight. There's no rush of wind, no whistling of the wind as it grazes past my ears, no thrill of the ride of being present, there's no blood pumping through my veins in that crazy rhythm. All I can do is blink and stare blankly, wondering what happened and when that rope broke, and when this wagon I am standing on will finally slow to a stop...or if I'll fall off before that happens.
This is just my melodramatic way of saying that I feel tired, and there's so much work to do, and I feel lost at where to start.
There's probably no satisfaction from it, but perhaps only the protection of my pride and stubbornness.
- Sep 28 Mon 2009 03:59
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Be Somebody
I'm blind. And too prideful.
Even if I say and believe that I am nothing, I still have my stubborn pride.
That's what blinded me. I was blind and ignorant and I did not realize that I could not see. So when I fall, it surprises me. And it stings.
My pride fuels my destruction. It blinds me to all my weaknesses however much I know that they are there.
Even if I say and believe that I am nothing, I still have my stubborn pride.
That's what blinded me. I was blind and ignorant and I did not realize that I could not see. So when I fall, it surprises me. And it stings.
My pride fuels my destruction. It blinds me to all my weaknesses however much I know that they are there.
- Sep 25 Fri 2009 09:42
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anger
Right now, I think that it would make me feel a lot better if I could just beat the crap out of my stupid, annoying little brother. Seriously, I'm thinking of just pummeling him with a hammer or something. So freaking annoying. Sometimes I feel like I really want to kill him.
A lot of things have been pissing me off lately. Seriously.
I need to take out my anger out on something...but I usually just end up bottling it in. When that cap finally blows off...ooh I'm not sure what will happen.
Maybe because I'm just tired or stressed. Either way, it's stupid. I can't be nonchalant if I keep on getting angry.
A lot of things have been pissing me off lately. Seriously.
I need to take out my anger out on something...but I usually just end up bottling it in. When that cap finally blows off...ooh I'm not sure what will happen.
Maybe because I'm just tired or stressed. Either way, it's stupid. I can't be nonchalant if I keep on getting angry.
- Sep 24 Thu 2009 07:50
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Sometimes I would like nothing more than to give them a piece of my mind and a sock to their faces.
My head hurts and I'm freaking pissed.
My head hurts and I'm freaking pissed.
- Sep 22 Tue 2009 10:28
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A Bad Combination of Things
You know what's sad and depressing?
Listening to sad instrumental music or emo music while people are arguing in the background.
Throw in a crapload of homework and you've got yourself a whole lot of depressing crap.
Listening to sad instrumental music or emo music while people are arguing in the background.
Throw in a crapload of homework and you've got yourself a whole lot of depressing crap.
- Sep 15 Tue 2009 05:51
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Last Straw
Please don't comment.
Or ask me how I am. If you do, I don't know how I would be able to forgive you.
Or ask me how I am. If you do, I don't know how I would be able to forgive you.
- Aug 25 Tue 2009 10:40
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Crazy Obsession
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