Girrr. this also is not a poem. it is such a worthless piece of writing that i am not even writing it in word. there fore, BAD SPELLING! deal with it. any who, i feel... empty. like there are so many things that i am missing by sitting in side and doing nothing, moping about thinking how bad my life is, how borring it is, when i should be out doing things. But hey, i have no car, no way to drive, and no ride. girr to this. the world is so big, and my life so small. depressing in a way.
i do not know why i am doing what i am doing, nor what that is in the first place becasue i am not doing a whole lot. i want excitement, adventure. and i am afraid that none of that will come from the people at KenSTONER high school. such a pitty. but what can i do? i can pitty myself, who had to stick it out one more year before i am out of there, or i can pitty those who still have years in front of them. only thing is, they dont hate the place as much as i do. how did this become a rant on school? ah well, like i said, i feel empty, hollow, nothingness. and i want to feel. anything, something. please. let me feel.
that is all
i think
not really,
but oh well
Maybe i shall have a new poem up in a while. BUT, maybe not. who knows.
About Me
- There I Was, Here I Go
- I am a pasionate writer and I think that it's safe to say the I'm obsessed.I don't believe in religion, race, anything that pegs human beings, and sallads that have anything other than lettace, a few select veggies and some sort of dressing. NO FRUIT,NUTS,POTATOS,PASTA, or anything not specified above. Blink 182 is the greatest band ever and I don't want to hear if you think other wise. Oh, and if you think that I and weird, believe me when i say that i have met far worse cases than mine. Ooooh wait, one more thing. I do not believe that movies should be made into books. It's just not supposed to happen.
1 comment:
I'd like to whisk you away to hang out and have some excitement.
But since I'm not there, take the initiative. Talk to people you never thought about talking to before.
And as you said in your previous post, "This world maybe dark, but it is not as dark as you think, and the light that is here is found unexpected places."
Unexpected places. You ever have those experiences where you couldn't understand how it happened? It was such a chance occurrence, something that ALMOST didn't happen...and yet
you couldn't imagine it not having happened?
Well. Even if there is no afterlife; something to look forward to after we die, make THIS life; this nowlife, worth while. Stop waiting for things to happen to you. MAKE things happen to you. Life is just a bunch of experiences, a bunch of moments.
I know you just said a lot of this in your previous post, but sometimes you need to hear it said back for it to have any effect.
Talk to ya on aim later,
noodle
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