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:: Thursday, August 08, 2002 :: You know when you are working on that gigantic 2000 piece gigsaw puzzle with your grandma and you get to that last piece? How of course it doesn't fit into the puzzle, no matter how much you try to mash it in there by brute force? Well that's sorta how i'm feeling about high school.....I don't think that i'll be able to fit in and find my group of friends no matter how you look at it. Let's see.....i'm not goth, punk, emo, preppy, jock, geeky (perhaps just a bit...), or anything else. It's.....it's all just a big mess. Haha, i'm afraid of what will happen if i be myself. on second thought, screw it I don't need to be 'accepted' by any group or try to fit in with anybody. I feel sorta sorry for christina because her parents are trying to shape her into something different than what she really is. I wonder how long she'll tolerate it.....or perhaps i'm all wrong and she likes trying to be all 'popular' and stylish and friends with everybody and stuff. She's having fun though so what does it matter? I don't know, i guess to be honest i don't care what she does as long as it's not goth....for god's sake not goth!
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