Since you are here, I am guessing you clicked the button that suggested
that you would learn something about lil' ol' me. Spruce.
And so, you shall...
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I do love this picture, don't you? I mean, I have always
thought that Justin Timberlake has an uncanny resemblence to
a goat. So, I tested my theory on paint. Yup, it's great, huh?
Well, ok... What to say about me... Hmm...
I suppose you might like to hear the history of the name "Spruce", so I guess I
might as well educate you as to how I came about such a spiffy nick-name...
Have you people ever heard of Soap Opera names? Its where you take your middle
name and the street you live on and turn it into your new name.
So, lets say your name is... I don't know, how about "Alvin Moore Chuncks"
and you live on "Ducks Lane"... Your Soap Opera name would then be (drum roll, please)
"Moore Ducks"
Anyways...
The last name in my Soap Opera name is Spruce. My bestest friend wanted to call
me by my full Soap Opera name... Its a truely ranky name...
So, instead, I settled for just "Spruce", but as a colsolation,
I got to call her by her Soap Opera last name as well.
(Hi Boomer!)
Ok... Now that we have that out of the way... We can focus on more
important matters... Namely, me.
I live in a fabo apartment in California...
Having said that, I should inform you that I do not want to live
in here my entire life.(not that I have anyways)
The truth is, California is my home, for the time being,
I was born here, and lived here most of my life, most of my friends
are here too. But like I said, definatly NOT going to live here forever...
though, I am only saying this at the tender age of 15.
Lalala
Oh yes, I go to an ok school too, not gonna tell you its name though, but if
you know me in person, it shouldn't matter much to you anyways...
Seeing as you would already know, and, most likely, go to
my school as well... (With the exception of Boomer, of course!)
Haha
Alright, at the moment, my life is a self imposed pity party, whoo. I honestly don't know what's wrong with me, my self esteem is slipping, my mind is going out of whack, I'm shy, I can't get over anything, stuff that happened years ago is still haunting me, like those times in the third grade when I said something stupid, I don't mean to obsess over that kind of stupid crap, it just happens. The worst part is, I'm so confused, I don't know anything anymore, there was a time when stuff made sense, but back then, I didn't even know half of the truth.
Oh, so that's it, the truth makes everything harder. Perfect. And here I am, trying to find it, yeah, it'll probably only bring more crap into my already full and malfunctioning head, altimately making me explode, but I just can't stop looking for it. Half the time I don't even know what I'm looking for, and it makes me wonder what I'm over looking. I don't want to be stuck. But God, the past and present just won't let me go. It's holding me down and forcing my eye's open, I have to watch everything fly by me and wonder why the hell I'm not a part of it. Why am I not a part of it? Nothing's easy when you know the truth, even a little can complicate things for a life time. Personally, I think it would be best to know the truth from the begining, that way, they won't have to come in to the open and ruin everyone. The truth kind of sucks, but maybe it's the lies that are worse. Of course, I don't know. Everything's spinning, and everything's swirling together in my view, I can't tell anything apart anymore, it's just one big blur, a smear, or maybe I'm just the smear. Something to be scouled at and wiped away. I don't know, I hope not. I'd rather be carved in with tender loving care, to be looked on for years with contempt, but I don't see that happening. All I have is tomorrow and the glimmer of hope that maybe I might make it out ok, but what's waiting for me on the other side? Where will I go? Time will only tell and the truth will let me know. I hope.
This is a slightly confused...
Spruce
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