You make me happy when skies are gray.
To bad I have nobody to sing that song to anymore.
Anyways, I have heard the unfortunate news that there is always going to be that one person you just want to strangle, even when you graduate highschool, from my mom today. Maybe I just thought being an adult and going to my career was going to be like sunshine daisies. But reality kicked my ass again and told me different. That seems to be happening to me more and more lately. Maybe that just starts happening when and after your eighteenth birthday is coming up. I need to get a real job. I really can't wait until I can work nights. Then my sleeping problems would be solved.
Don't you wish everyday was like going to Cedar Point? Stimulating. Observant. Fun. Too bad school ruins that. Its not stimulating because of the white walls. The same shit fed to you, a different day of the week. Not too much room to be observant because you see almost the same people everyday except for like the freshman. But after a week you get annoyed and bored of them. Also, at CP, you see a whole bunch of AWESOME tattoos and outfits. You see attractive people from different states. You wonder what they're thinking. Or what they've checked out so far. What they've been on. Where they got that funky scar under their eye. You know, that kind of cool stuff. Everyday should be like CP. But its not.
I'm done for now.
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