Donnerstag, 23. August 2007
well to hel...
well to hell with closed weekends, they make me unable to sleep over and spend some time with my friends... damn school rules, my god, I cant visit my friends? how lame! richard mueller himself would probably be happy as hell to let me stay over and visit my friends.... well I know one, maybe two people who live in northfield and one is an... ass at times but means well and the other lives at school but moved to the town of northfield... he still boards... wtf?? I was looking forward to friends and frisbee and friends... and frisbee, and frisbee, and more friends followed by frisbee(yess I have a one track mind)I get to play thursday, Im so happy, and ben might come too, sweet stuff, Im still pissed I dont get to go to nmh though, my aunt is coming to visit for 10 days, I cant stand her, she never been married or even dated for long periods of time as far as I know, and I think its because she is so like her way or noway and becarefull with EVERYTHING!!! "dont spill my drink" while I move a chair across a room... a good two feet from her immediate vacinity... I will just have to put up with her crap and go do homework in my room, I need my comp in my room, oh well, whateverClasses are boring but a class is a class and its gonna be too easy to pass, and this school can kiss my ass cause they wont let me listen to my jazz, my ears are crying, music taste dying, dont know what to rely on, no more shoulders to cry on, but I gotta fly on, gotta act like the prodigal son, cant F up this one, gotta Ace it all the way, for my sake I got play the game better than all these other home town boys, its lame, doenst lead to fame, nothing to gain, so I gotta with stand the pain, cant burn in my own flame, gotta get home, go up hill agaisnt the down hill flow, hope I dont reap what I sowthere is still a posibility I will visit, but I dont know how likely it is though
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