Can't read my mind, I'm undefined.
We are all individual. No two people are alike.
School is like a snowstorm. A big mess of a situation that, when viewed from afar, are pointless clumps of matter, or bodies as you may prefer to say.
But when you put aside the cold-front and look closer, you see that every snowflake, like every person. is beautiful.
What they do with that beauty is up to them.
Elle
Showing posts with label this is what happens when i have spare time. Show all posts
Showing posts with label this is what happens when i have spare time. Show all posts
Friday, September 23, 2011
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Baby seasons change but people don't
and I'll always be waiting in the backroom.
I have so many expectations for my life. It's killing me. I go into situations daydreaming about how things might turn out.
Never once has a daydream be accuate.
I was so excited for my junior prom. I thought that for once I would actually feel beautiful. I hoped my crush (I can't even remember who) or any guy would come over, tell me I look amazing, and ask me to dance.
It's laugh worthy now.
I enjoyed being with my girls. Dancing was fun. But some people got too close and others not close enough.
At one point I was terrified of a friend.
Sometimes I wish I hadn't gone. I was grounded, but my parents made an exception for prom. It's supposed to be the best night of your life.
There's always next year, I suppose.
I'm so looking forward to college. To get far away from people who've hurt me, away from feeling like a failure when I'm in the same room as my parents.
I'm trying so hard really.
Know one gets that.
I was told I look like Yale, but I feel like a community college.
It's like, why set a bar too high?
Why try so hard for something you're not going to get anyway?
Why bother living with nothing to live for.
Elle
I have so many expectations for my life. It's killing me. I go into situations daydreaming about how things might turn out.
Never once has a daydream be accuate.
I was so excited for my junior prom. I thought that for once I would actually feel beautiful. I hoped my crush (I can't even remember who) or any guy would come over, tell me I look amazing, and ask me to dance.
It's laugh worthy now.
I enjoyed being with my girls. Dancing was fun. But some people got too close and others not close enough.
At one point I was terrified of a friend.
Sometimes I wish I hadn't gone. I was grounded, but my parents made an exception for prom. It's supposed to be the best night of your life.
There's always next year, I suppose.
I'm so looking forward to college. To get far away from people who've hurt me, away from feeling like a failure when I'm in the same room as my parents.
I'm trying so hard really.
Know one gets that.
I was told I look like Yale, but I feel like a community college.
It's like, why set a bar too high?
Why try so hard for something you're not going to get anyway?
Why bother living with nothing to live for.
Elle
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Something new is coming!!!!
I'm going to start posting videos!!!! One's of me and my friends just goofing off and all that jazz. I'm excited. I think you guys will like them. I have at least three ready that I will (hopefully) post later today. Otherwise they'll go up tomorrow.
Tis exciting.
Tis exciting.
Friday, August 19, 2011
Brain Blast
Got my novel idea. And (very very very) vaguely planned.
Tagline: 10 people, 10 stories, one school.
That's it. I don't even have a title yet.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Rent
I don't pay rent, considering that I'm only sixteen, but I love the musical. And the movie. It's got a great message and great music and they're not afraid to swear, which I respect.
My favorite song would probably be Light My Candle, and I loved Rosario as Mimi. If I we're in the show I'd want to play her.
That's all
P.s. I had a gif but it wouldn't show :(
My favorite song would probably be Light My Candle, and I loved Rosario as Mimi. If I we're in the show I'd want to play her.
That's all
P.s. I had a gif but it wouldn't show :(
Friday, March 4, 2011
A Story...but not really
Once upon a time there was a girl. She had some friends. As she got older some friends left, and in their places came new ones.
Then she was in high school...and still not a grown-up.
You have to be mature to be an adult.
Some friends are the same. Some are different. And only one goes all the way back from the begining.
Then she was in high school...and still not a grown-up.
You have to be mature to be an adult.
Some friends are the same. Some are different. And only one goes all the way back from the begining.
That's Stephen. He's smart. I've known him forever.
Sarah's the best.
And Bremi. She doodles.
Seth can drive. I'm jealous.
Andrew likes hats.
Maddie shops a lot. :)
Lorenzo's nickname is Chief. It's funny.
Bea makes History less scary and bloody.
Long story.
My friends everybody. Be nice to them if you see them on the street.
They're special.
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