Truth Full
Getting things off your chest feels really great sometimes, and other times it can only heighten the guilt. Lucky ol’ me gets a mixture of the two. Things could be much worse, I can’t complain. But it’s not me that I’m worried about.
My goal for the… er… next couple weeks, is to write an actual acoustic song. Not just lyrics, and not just a few chords that sound purdy together. Not a compilation of old stuff. I want to write something new. Or rearrange old lyrics to create the new one, since they’re only collecting dust. It just seems like a nice thing to do at the time.
I get to go to the high school like I used to tomorrow morning before actual class. I only get to hang out w/my friends for about 10 minutes at lunch, and then I leave for Vo-tech. With Cadet Teaching in the morning, and me heading straight for the middle school, along with the fact that I only have 2 classes at the high school–I don’t get to have the fun ‘friend moments’ I used to. And it sucks. I miss my old Algebra 2 class most of all from last year. All of my good friends were there and we always had a good time, despite the trouble we seemed to always get into. I’d totally retake that class, or take a new math class, if I could just get to do that again.
I can’t wait for tomorrow morning. I don’t believe my friends actually know I’m going to be there–except for one, I think. Good old morning insanity, here I come. ^.^ Hope it’s like last year. But without the… well… I’m sure there’s something bad it could do without, but at the moment I’m blank. It’s in my wee brain somewherez.
Soooomewheeere over the rainboooow…
