January 2009
5 posts
twentysix
somewhere along the lines of watching nick and norah and searching my house for a lighter i came to the conclusion that i should learn how to drive.
i think it’d be nice
being able to drive to shows
carting band eq from house to house
starting the car a little early to warm it up
breaking down in the middle of downtown
speeding tickets? i doubt it. i’d be too scared to drive...
twentysix
hm.. how’s this gunna work when you don’t have a phone.
well. tea=caffeine
we’ll see.
twentyfive.
i’m ready to just give up.
i hate high school.
i suck at it.
i suck at doing work.
i suck at doing homework.
i suck at dealing with teachers.
i could do online school i guess..
be a shitload less retarded.
twentyfour.
i haven’t been this pissed off in quite a while.
first, my english teacher gives a retarded test that completely based on opinion.
like which sentences are supposed to sound more professional, yet completley redundant.
so i got a C on a 100 point test that was fucking stupid.
then i find out he gave me a zero on tuesdays homework.
which i showed him an he told me my ideas weren’t...
twentythree
see i had this big plan.
an it was gunna work.
an it was gunna be amazing.
even the candles thought so.
sleep must’ve taken her.
fall awake.