Life; Illuminated.

“Wow. It’s been nice knowing you man.”

“Thanks for the ride.”

We shook hands.

Oh hey Tumblr.

It’s been a while; It’s been months, lol. Well, today was day two of my supa’ fab diet, and I’m following it with ease. Day three should be even better. Anyway, I’ve been slacking in other things lately. I haven’t been studying or doing my homework as much. The motivation just isn’t there. I’m not quite sure where it went either, but I need it again or I feel like I’m going to end up with shitty grades. Since it’s my last semester at Knightdale High School, I think I owe it to everyone to make straight A’s. God, I’ve just been so fucking tired lately. I don’t want to do anything but sleep, but when I try to sleep, I can’t because my fucking stepdad has this thing with heat and my house is always like 70 fucking degrees. So I twist and turn for at least two hours and I just can’t fall asleep. Lastly, I’m not supposed to tell anyone, but as I was giving this person a ride home today, their parent called them and told them that they were moving today. Now, I thought that I wouldn’t care at all, I mean, I don’t hate this person, but they are so fucking annoying. Today was different though. As soon as we were actually having a decent conversation, BAM. Then I witnessed one of those momemts in another person’s life that they’d probabl rather not have others around when it happens, you know? They were so happy. So terribly happy. Then with a simple phonecall, their mood was torn. I could tell they wanted to cry, but wouldn’t dare do it I’m front of me. It made me feel awful. I feel so bad, they won’t be able to tell anyoe goodbye, by me. Someone who talked shit about them behind their back. Someone who tried to avoid them during school. Sigh. It was just so eerie.

If you never talk to strangers,

how will you meet anyone new?

I’m really pushing myself.

That’s right!

I think I’m going to post the script on here.

Or not.

HERE WE GO AGAIN.

So tonight, I’m sitting here, again.
IN this band room, waiting to perform.

Thank God it’s the last time.
It was pretty easy though. I’m really glad that tomorrow is the last day of the week. For like, 3 weeks?

Idk.

So the news is on.
Gays are bitching about Obama.

The complaints are starting to roll in.
I knew it wouldn’t be long.

But really?

SHUT THE FUCK UP.
What is that reverend going to really do? Hm? He’s not making any fucking policies, so why in fucks name does it matter?

Oh, and I bet Obama feels SO BAD that he can’t appeal to EVERY MOTHER FUCKING PERSON IN THE UNITED STATES.
Also, he’s already been elected, so really. SHUT THE FUCK UP.

Christ.

Mmm, feels good to blog.