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:) hi lovely. i'm perfectly content right now, listening to my everclear song and prepping myself for the possibilities of tonight. i could either get booed off the stage, or i could do a good job wait wait wait this is my favorite part-- baby lets just run away. its whispered. thats probably why i love it so much. and because of how much it must have mean to art. they played it at his wedding, this string quartet. thats amazing. well i'm sorry i havent been able to update you. its probably cuz i dont really have much time to myself (not blaming anyone or saying that i'm unhappy about that) i just wish i forced myself to write more. theres big pieces of my story missing. i read about how some girl just got her book published. that makes me so irate. lol. i wish i could publish a book before college. that would be so amazing. boy- that would be amazing. ugh. i gotta get to crackin. i have like 10 beginnings of books but nowhere in order. i've got to start that. i love you so much. i'm so content right now. i really dont want you to think i've changed because i have slightly but i'm still gabz. i'm still the same young, lively, positive attitude destined for something good. and i'll be danged if that ever changes. (gave up swearing for lent--- like always.) got the different kieieieiinds with different ways itw ould take a lifetime to explain not one's the same. lol since i'm singing no doubt "sunday morning" for the talent show tonight i've been listening to that cd nonstop... but entertwining it with some everclear. u kno u kno. the sky is full of clouds and my worlds full of people.. :) :) :) i feel dangerously happy. and it makes me think that i'm going to die soon or something. wow that really scares me. i feel liek i'm so happy that it could potentially be my last day on this earth. thats a really scary thought. i hope to see all of you at the talent show. today is mine and j-mes 1 year anniversary. i plan on saying that right after i sing. :) the reason why i wrote in here is because i was sitting here listening to that everclear song "learnign how to smile" and i was thinking about what it would be like if me and jaime just left. like... people would be sitting there waiting for me to come on and i wouldnt be there. i would be somewhere with the sun overhead, on the open road with not a care in the world. i used to dream of leaving and going to michigan to see everyone. now i just dream of leaving sometimes. then i think about all the horrible things and how bad it would be to not have things that i need or to live like those A-holes that huck finn meets while he's on that frickin raft. i swear- if i was him i'd have just strangled those guys instead of feeding into their whole bullcrap game of being the "duke and king". what a frickin joke. now he's screwed over because of these idiots who brought them into their stupid plan. its OBNOXIOUS. anyway- i know it'll turn out okay. lol thats what i'm in the middle of reading right now. anyway, i do think of leaving sometimes. and what it'll be like when i'm gone. and what my senior year is going to bring. i'm actually really excited. here are the classes i've signed up for- advanced ceramics photography advanced drawing acrylic painting AP literature (with c DOUBLE O K E!) Journalism (ofcourse) algebra three (dear god. another year as a failure) choir and government. and something else... i cant think of what else... isnt that SWEET? i'm really excited because it'll be awesome to have so many art and english and... OH YEAH. YEARBOOK! thats the other class. if it doesnt work out- i'm dropping choir. i'm sure that'll irritate me because since it'll be my first year i'll be in with a bunch of freshman or something. and i cant site read music.... so forget it. alright- this was fun. but my high is slowly dieing down and i'm just becoming a little less excited and a little more... ah i dont know i'm about to take a nap though because i'm really tired. xoxoxo Post a comment in response: |
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