My final list of colleges I'm going to apply to ( Read more... )

I think of it
when I hear your name
I think of it
when I see your face

I think of it
whose the one to blame
I think if it
through time and space

I have moved on
or so I thought
And yet here I am
Going back to the same spot

I don't want our frinedship to change
beyond what is in range
I don't want our friendship to die
Leaving nothing but lies.

The world has gone to pieces
or maybe it's just my world
it just ceases
not even a curl

No drive for friends
No future hope
Waiting for the end
A crappy scope

I cannot handle it anymore
I do not seem to care
I look at my door
It still says 'Beware'

Beware of life
Beware of me
Beware of the strife...

...of the world
that has gone to pieces

The storm last night was so amazing. To see the flashes still lighting up my living room partially, even though all my blinds were closed. So I ended up grabbing Pike's hand and I pulled him outside to the front stoop. We sat in my doorway, letting the cold breeze sweep by us. We just sat listening to the rain and watching for lightening. Almost ( Read more... )

I spent the day home sick, yet again. After drinking tons of tea, I ended up coming home and opening my shutters so my bed would be splashed with sunlight. I put in my Charmed DVD's of ones I haven't seen or have only seen once and layed on my warm bed in the sunlight while watching my show ( Read more... )

I think I did worse on this ACT and this ACT I asked for them to send off. Crap ( Read more... )

Not only do I have to memorize a monologue and a song Iʻve never heard before by Monday. I need to know states, capitols and where the states go and katakana and/or certain words of katakana by tomorrow ( Read more... )

Just sitting here in my room, waiting for school to start. I have about 20 extra minutes considering I had no lunch to make and not to much needed to be done to my hair ( Read more... )

My english class is very Renaissance-esque. I'm just taking a regular readers/writers workshop because I felt as though I'd get nothing from taking AP Lit. They had a budget cut or whatever and the drama teacher at Samo, who apparently HATES english, got stuck with two of these classes and I'm in one. He wasn't pleased. I was kind of worried it'd ( Read more... )

No text.
No Email.
No phone call.
No response.
Nothing.