Totally feel like pintsize…not in the sense that my arm is coming out my neck because then i’d be writing from a hospital bed talking about how scientists love provoking me so that i’ll try to punch them with my nose. But just in the sense that shit’s messed up y’know?
Perhaps the morrow will be better but for now more conversing with the world’s best therapists: Friends!
Wow…today I found out just how much adults can suck. One of the most understanding and helpful teachers at my school seems to be looking at an early retirement. Yet every other adult is treating me like i’m stupid and like i don’t know what i’m talking about. it is really frustrating because just because i’m a teenager i can’t make good decisions blah blah blah. God it seems like kids are smarter than adults sometimes.
WE HAVE A VOICE TOO AND IT SHOULD BE HEARD
I dont care if you’re blue, black, white, red, or orange, I want all of my defensive people over here and all of my offensive people over there and you had better get comfortable cause this is who you’re gonna stay with for the whole duration of this camp!
-Coach Boone, Remember the Titans
| — | So second post of the day (I know it’s crazy) but I wanted to get this on because it came to my thoughts just then. It’s on here because it’s true and these days it feels like there isn’t much that’s true. Remember the Titans may have been exaggerated bu they showed us it doesn’t matter where you come from what you look like how you talk what your reputation is who you are. You deserve a chance and I really believe this because some of the coolest people I know are the people that most wouldn’t give a chance. |
So today I discovered tumblr and with it blogging thanks to my dear friend Jack. If you like visit his aweome and much more filled blog at jackarus.tumblr.com
Gee it always seems like when you get in the spotlight you don’t know what to say. Since there’s no spotlight but as it happens a redbull in my recent past I think I shall do quite well today! Umm well I watched a play called “under milkwood put on by drama students at my school. which is where i got the red bull. funny story because i proceeded to then sit (kinda not really) still for the next two hours which explains why i feel barely tired 4 hours later.
damn this has a) turned into a literary red bull commercial and b) become worse and worse for grammatical correctness.
short attention span’s returning to i gtg but i promise there will be more interesting material in the future. like cyanide and happiness. that stuff is love :)
