Forgive & forget?

Some people forgive and forget much too easily. And every single time they get hurt by the same person, they take it out on everyone else and are too chicken to confront the person who hurt them. How sad is that? I think it's borderline pathetic.

I wish it would snow.

Every Monday brings a new set of problems

And being a senior SUCKSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!

I’ve said this before, but I’ll say i again because I mean it with every fiber of my being, who ever said being a senior is fun and easy and carefree is a L I A R because

1. AP English will be the death of me (but I suppose that’s my own fault for wanting to challenge myself and not be a pussy)
2. College and scholarship and financial aid applications are making me want to rip my hair out
3. Everything is too confusing

I can’t wait to graduate. I’ll miss my friends and stuff, but I have to get the hell out of here. I know college and real life will come with their own complications, but the annoying-ness that comes along with high school and its bogus, immature students and ideals is ridiculous.

I swear, I’m a 30 year old trapped in a teenager’s body. This high school thing got old on the first day of school.

With every sunset, comes a brand new sunrise.

I've Gotta Be Somebody

For once, I want someone to look at me like I'm amazing. This person doesn't even have to be a guy. It really could be anyone. It could be a friend, a family member, a classmate, even a complete stranger for that matter, just so long as it's not for a random reason.

I want to change someone's life for the good; I want to be the sun for someone on the verge of losing all sight of hope, as corny as that sounds. I want to be that for someone.

Good deed by good deed, no matter how small, I know I can achieve this goal. I just want to make the world a better place. Is that too much to ask? Even so, I'm doing it. No one can stop me.

I've got aspirations bigger than my body.

The Voice You Run From

Each of us know of at least one person who just can't take a hint.

You know that kid that never shuts up even when you desperately need a moment of silence? They ramble on and on about the stupidest and most irrelevant things, and nothing they say is new due to the fact that they're more repetitive than Degrassi re-runs. They talk so much that their voice is permanently embedded into your brain, so even when they're not there, you can still hear them telling you how much they love watching old Degrassi re-runs and how much they hate American education. It gets so bad that you dread the thought of your next encounter and embrace each moment the two of you part. It's as if with each goodbye, your heart reaches new heights and solar systems that science has yet to, and likely never will, discover. It's as if each goodbye is an ironic blessing, a beautifully disguised gift.

Isn't it so much worse when in that same moment, you're filled with shame and guilt for being so fed up with someone who is supposed to be your friend? The fact that this person is probably a lonely soul and reaching out for a pair of ears that will listen. You place yourself in their shoes and your heart sinks below the sea level. You deem yourself a terrible person and force yourself to put up with it, just to somehow make up for your selfishness and lack of sensitivity. 

It's a lose-lose situation.

All I want to do is sleep in

Mother nature, I would like to ask you for a favor.... More snow, please? Pleeeeaaaase???

I am currently in love with Kyle Riabko.