Schoo's alright, tiring, and this yearbook is just getting to me, but whatever. I choose my own poison,
as does everyone else, remember that. Don't point blame at anyone but yourself, because it's all your responsibility, no one
else's.
Moving on, ah, you know, I'm sure everyone is tired of reading how I'm always "whining" about how
I don't get things. Well, to those I must say, don't read the journal then, no, I'm sorry. You have no idea how much these
things hurt, and a lot of times, I seem to just vent on these entries even though I don't want to. Sorry...but please keep
reading.
So, ironically, I began updating this one in order to vent. I tried to move on, and I started off
today in an ok mood. Went to this conference for FBLA, had an alright time, taking notes, eating the rich people's food, and
so forth. Came to school, went to class, blah blah blah.
I really wish I didn't remember some things people had told me. Really, then I wouldn't piece two
puzzles together, and then use the glue someone else told me, in order to make it all permanent. Why?
Moving on, the subject at hand, just forget it. They say greatness is defined by the act, and not
the "actor". Well, that's true, but so is disappointment and bitterness.
Some people tell me that I'm too cynical and I represent angst. Well, you know, that's just my feelings,
and I'm sorry I can't be happy and cheery for all of you, but that' s just not how I feel. One day...
Mood: Depressed
Music: The Ataris-Broken Promise Ring
