sunday, january 5, 2003

Dave Matthews Band - Stay

10:12am - Jack: Know what? I'm an ass-kickin fat kid.
Ozzy: What?
Jack (quickly): Nothing.

9:23am - i am currently very annoyed with the amount of noise going on in the house right now. i was up early, it was very quiet. peaceful. and then my mother and grandmother walk in, and start banging pots together and screaming at the top of their lungs during their conversations. i'm trying to block them out with music, but it doesn't seem to be working too well. that angers me. i don't know why people have to be obnoxious. ha, that's ME, saying i dont know why people have to be obnoxious. if you've ever been with me out somewhere, i have the tendency to be extremely obnoxious. especially when i'm with em or natalie. actually, it doesnt really matter who i'm with, i usually go insane. but i havent been out and had a good time for about one or two months. yeah, that's a long time. i went to the mall with em and jacob on thursday, but i didn't have fun.. i was just.. there. it's not like they discluded me at any point in time, but i still felt discluded. does that make sense? i really want the snow to go away. i used to like the snow, but now it just annoys me. i just want it to leave. it would be much easier to go places if the snow was gone. it seems as though there's nothing to do. almost everything involves money, which i have none of that.
what the hell am i talking about?
i have realized i've said that a lot in the past few days. i did write a story, although i do not want to post it on here. i don't think it's good enough, yet em likes it. she kept trying to make me write more of it, but.. yeah. i just got bored of it. i wasn't that into writing it anymore. i lose interest in almost everything now. except for one person.
school starts on monday. i have realized i have no desire to complete anything. i don't feel like working AT ALL. i slept through the last three weeks of school... i was wondering this morning at around 3am, how i'm going to get through this year. i distract myself on purpose. like right now, i should be doing something else, but i'm distracting myself with the computer. oh well. the computer gives me comfort.
if you're wondering where all my poetry is.. well.. it's in my poetry notebook of course. i havent added some of my new ones, but i don't think i plan to. i mean, yeah, i could, and some of you say you like my poetry, but what if i don't? i hardly ever like my poetry, i just put it on my websites to get other opinions. i haven't gotten any negative opinions from anyone besides myself. i don't know if that's supposed to tell me something, but oh well. i like to write. i will continue to do that all throughout my life. and with that being said, (® roggow, i'm sure all of you big and bad eighth graders remember him saying that) i'm gone.

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