I don't know what to say, so I'm just going to have to say whatever pops up into my mind. Be ready to experience emotions you have probably never felt before...be ready to experience random thoughts, scary thoughts, open thoughts, and much much more. Are you ready? Ok.
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Well, I don't want to do any chores this weekend. I'll probably review what I learned this week in History, but that's just me. I want to get my grade up in that class so bad. Hmm. I'm not feeling that great, my head is all stuffy and I'm seriously dilusional. It's not even funny. Don't tell anybody...ok?
I'm trying so hard. To please everybody by trying to be more optimistic, being less..."emo-like". It's even harder when you're stuck in solitary confinment in the back of your mind. You hear outside voices, but you're really listening to your own thoughts. Thoughts without music. I want music. I wish we could just listen to any music we want in school. I would do anything for that.
My brother is going to the mall tommarow for a birthday party. I want to go to the mall with meh friends. We should plan something for next weekend. That way I won't be sick and we'll have time to invite more people. Sound like fun? Movies...shopping...freaking people out...and making a complete fool of ourselves in public! Good times...good times.
Mrs. B-Dawg talked about how the one act play is coming up and try outs are going to start. Well I have one thing to say to you (the people who are in theater production at meh school)...you BETTER make it. I don't care what you do to make it, you will make it! And if you don't, you don't want to see me, because that's the LAST time you'll see me. So at tryouts remember to speak clearly, loud, and...don't rush your lines. *cough* Hannah. You tend to talk *cough* fast *cough*.
I was at the mall the other day, and we went into hot topic, and there was this girl who worked there. She was dressed in all black, chains, nose rings, orangish red and black hair, and she looked like she was going to kill us. Well, we went to another store and on our way back she came out and she smiled at us. And my mom is like, "She smiled! She's so fired."
Aww! Relationships do last. Remember kids, if you marry them...get all its owrth before you get old and nobody wants you anymore. Kidding. Wow, I'm typing really fast at the moment. Probably because I don't know what I'm doing and I don't know where I am. Well, I know I'm listening to music. Beethoven, Boys Like Girls, John Meyer. Yeah, I like a lot of different music. razz Don't judge me! It's not like you can anyways.
Well, I guess that's all for right now. I had a lot of fun making this journal. Well, sort of...oh, by the way...I quit my vow of silence, and got sick because of it! That shoes you that talking...is in fact...a good thing.
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-Maggeh-
'Well, I don't want to do any chores this weekend. I'll probably review what I learned this week in History, but that's just me. I want to get my grade up in that class so bad. Hmm. I'm not feeling that great, my head is all stuffy and I'm seriously dilusional. It's not even funny. Don't tell anybody...ok?
I'm trying so hard. To please everybody by trying to be more optimistic, being less..."emo-like". It's even harder when you're stuck in solitary confinment in the back of your mind. You hear outside voices, but you're really listening to your own thoughts. Thoughts without music. I want music. I wish we could just listen to any music we want in school. I would do anything for that.
My brother is going to the mall tommarow for a birthday party. I want to go to the mall with meh friends. We should plan something for next weekend. That way I won't be sick and we'll have time to invite more people. Sound like fun? Movies...shopping...freaking people out...and making a complete fool of ourselves in public! Good times...good times.
Mrs. B-Dawg talked about how the one act play is coming up and try outs are going to start. Well I have one thing to say to you (the people who are in theater production at meh school)...you BETTER make it. I don't care what you do to make it, you will make it! And if you don't, you don't want to see me, because that's the LAST time you'll see me. So at tryouts remember to speak clearly, loud, and...don't rush your lines. *cough* Hannah. You tend to talk *cough* fast *cough*.
I was at the mall the other day, and we went into hot topic, and there was this girl who worked there. She was dressed in all black, chains, nose rings, orangish red and black hair, and she looked like she was going to kill us. Well, we went to another store and on our way back she came out and she smiled at us. And my mom is like, "She smiled! She's so fired."
Aww! Relationships do last. Remember kids, if you marry them...get all its owrth before you get old and nobody wants you anymore. Kidding. Wow, I'm typing really fast at the moment. Probably because I don't know what I'm doing and I don't know where I am. Well, I know I'm listening to music. Beethoven, Boys Like Girls, John Meyer. Yeah, I like a lot of different music. razz Don't judge me! It's not like you can anyways.
Well, I guess that's all for right now. I had a lot of fun making this journal. Well, sort of...oh, by the way...I quit my vow of silence, and got sick because of it! That shoes you that talking...is in fact...a good thing.
LEAVE A COMMENT!
-Maggeh-
