| May 30, 2003 "I don�t know who to trust no surprise. Everyone feels so far away from me. Happy thoughts sift through dust and the lies. Trying not to break but I�m so tired of this deceit. Every time I try to make myself get back up on my feet. All I ever think about is this. All the tiring time between. And how trying to put my trust in you just takes so much out of me. Tension is building inside steadily. Everyone feels so far away from me. Heavy thoughts forcing their way out of me. Trying not to break but I�m so tired of this deceit. Every time I try to make myself get back up on my feet. All I ever think about is this. All the tiring time between. And how trying to put my trust in you just takes so much out of me." Don't you hate it when you're lied to by someone who you thought trusted you? Yeah. It sux. But what can you do? Should I confront them about it, or ignore it and let it slide. I dunno. I went to see Finding Nemo today after school. Great movie. The people at Pixar are geniuses. I've thought about getting some kind of a degree in computer animation and applying for an internship at Pixar. They're over in Oakland. I could see my self working there. Jen sat me down at advisory and we planned my future for next year. I'm kinda behind on credits but I'll be fine. I have nothing for fine arts. I'm 2 years behind. I'm a year and a half behind on core electives and I think I'm missing a semester of PE. I need to check with the PE teacher. Next year I got Pre-Calculus, English 4, one more semester of Spanish since I failed my first year, Econnomics, Government, Art and a guitar class at Canada. Don't it all sound like fun??? Maybe I'll just take most of the classes at Canada and only go to school for PE. We'll see. I've been learning how to play Stairway to Heaven by Led Zepplin. I've been playing it almost non-stop for about 5 days now. My fingers hurt like hell!!! So does my hand. It feels like it's all cramped up. It hurts alot. Good thing I'm right handed. The skin on my fingertips is starting to peel. It's not pretty. Awards night was list night. I whooped every one and came home with a butt load of awards (butt load of awards = 6) I was actualy surprised I won so many. I'm living proof that procrastination and getting the job done only half-assed works. Bump, bump. Dooby-bump, dooby-doo. Doo, doo, dooby-bump, dooby-blue. Dooby-blue, bump, bump, blue. Blue, blue, blue!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |