'Hey kids. Do you like violence ( Read more... )

Lots of people have been asking as to what I'm going to be doing on my birthday. I haven't really thought of it. I don't really think anything, which is sad because we don't have school or anything. No one really seems too enthusiastic anyway, so I'll probably just do my weekend homework. I don't know. It's depressing, in a way ( Read more... )

I love the rain, it really slows me down and makes me think ( Read more... )

Savannah and I got into one big otiose fight last night. It was amusing, but stupid and a waste of my concentration ( Read more... )

I'm slowly realizing I'm losing friends faster than I'm losing the days. Espically Alysha. We're really not friends anymore, even after the whole fight thing a few weeks back, nothing changed. She doesn't talk to me, or tell me anything, or call. That's cool, she should have other friends. Maybe she's just grown out of me. It's a sad day when I ( Read more... )

Pobre Alicia. Pobre Alicia si esta cierto. Ella pienso que ella..ella. Oh, no es importa. Yo no se ( Read more... )

And as her nerviously ascends to the seat of the class, he swallows the convulsions of foreboding. He raises his head, and begins.

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I'm bugging out, kids. I really don't want my Algebra test back. Burn it. Eat it. Shove it in your vagina. I don't care, I just don't want it. Haha ( Read more... )

I'm having a hard time finding Teenage Angst, the real version, and it is pissing the hell out of me. Grr. Attack Bob ( Read more... )

Hey kids. I just wrote my essay. It sucks. But I'll let you read it anyway.

The Cacophonic MelodyWalking down the alabaster sidewalk on the manicured deep green sea of grass, I looked up to see a scene that would resonate in my mind for years. A small village of 18th century brick buildings encircled this little green oasis; the rectangular lawn ( Read more... )