| wow today was so incredibly bad. start off leaving the house at 740, 20
minutes late. get to school at 815, just in time to park and run to
homeroom. i get to math and i realize i have no idea what to study for
my test tomorrow and then two classes later i get my physics lab report
back and even tho i only messed up one thing, i lost twenty points. i
thought i was doing so well in that class, guess ill never be confident
about that again. Then we get to the only good part of my day, my
voice lesson. but even that cant make up for the rest of it. get to
lunch and i dont see any close friends anywhere so i sit with some
other friends, but then i get up 5 minutes later to go finish my
spanish project. Get to spanish class and i get my test back that
i thought i did so well on and i get a b-. im supposed to be good at
spanish! WHAT THE HELL. now i am convinced i will never get into
an ivy or any other reputable school and leave my parents completely
disappointed because i didnt live up to my potential. Sometimes i
just want to run away to a world that isnt so focused on perfection and
everything but i know in my mind i still would be so i can never get
away from it. i wish everything would just go away and everyone would
leave me alone. i wonder sometimes if people would even notice if i
just left, if it would be any disappointment to anyone at all or if the
only people upset would be my parents because theres no one at the
house now to do all the work. god i hate this place.
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| wow. i needed last weekend way more than i knew. i thought i was losing
my best friend to distance and apathy but i think i was really losing
myself. being with drew saturday just made so many things better,
he's like the one person i know will ALWAYS be there and come running.
i love that kid to death, he definitely will always be my best friend.
and listening to his cd makes me miss all the times we had back when we
were younger, wishing we could have gone to the same high school and
had all of our experiences together. oh well. and listening to
this one song he wrote really makes me want a boyfriend. GAH. life. it
sucks.
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| Growing
up Southern is an honor really. It's more than lovin fried
chicken, sweet tea, college football, and country music. It's
bein hospitable, devoted to front porches, magnolias, and moon
pies...and each other. We don't become Southern...we're born that
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| Confucius Say:
"Wax=Sex. Remember that."
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