Suddenly I noticed that the world, and my friends, are moving on without me. I'm gone for a little while and suddenly BOOM, the bomb of social shit. So what do you do after this? After the shocking realization that you're left behind and didn't even notice? You decide to confront the posse about it. Okay, so 555-5555.... voicemail. Dammit. A little while later you decide to try again... its ringing. Yesss. She picks up. "Hey! How are y---", you stop when you hear some unrecognizable noise.... then she says, "Uh, hey... can I call you back later.. I'm kinda busy...".........shock............. what the hell are you supposed to say? So you go on with "uhm.. yeah.. uh.. okay.. bye..".....
Y'know, that little moment that makes you want to whip out the anthrax when you mail out your graduation invites? (This is it.)
Next? Hell if I know. Later on you realize how childish this all can be. I mean, c'mon, we all know that the lower form of public education isn't really about making friends-- its about learning how to make friends and function in public/society.
So, yeah, you try to move on and try to forget that you're completely lonely.
I don't really know what to say next because this is where my mind stops working.
The fact of the matter is that all of this is just a cycle. (at least it is for me?)
But it gets better as life goes on (I hope).
As far as it goes, I am in the mood for a cigarette.
Between my over-active mind and those damn scholarship essays my head is going to explode.
BTW: mental note: the sky is frickin' pretty tonight. Its a pastel redish pink.
--peace
Teresa
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i have learned this, moving back and forth between my mom and dad, and also moving around the pacific northwest. although frequent moves builds a lot adaptation and coping skills.
Yours truly,
.demosthenes