January 2011
Crazy, crazy, crazy. Yes, I am crazy.
I had a dream last night and it was about Mrs. Morton. I haven’t even met the woman, yet I’m dreaming of her. Then after English both of my legs were sleeping and I fell down the stairs. Then I said, “Whoa, that was embarrassing.” And just walked away with steeze. All day long I kept tripping over things and losing my dignity. I hope...
Staying home yesterday due to a cough made me feel better. I’m glad I went to school today. I’m not glad I failed my Algebra 2 test.
On the up side, I finished Black Ops in a day. Yeah, I’m crazy.
I remember in Ms. Tapat’s class we wrote a letter to ourselves. It was a letter for us to read at the end of our senior year. I remember she said that I wasn’t who she thought I was. Because at that time, I wasn’t the nicest person alive.
In my letter I wrote how I wanted to become a teacher and be like Ms. Tapat. I wrote how I wanted to make sure nobody picked on Tracy because...
My laptop was broken last week, and it continues to stay broken. Every day I come home from school to try to turn it on and write nice words. Wiz doesn’t love me anymore I guess because he doesn’t believe my words. Yesterday I typed, “Please wake up. I hope you’re not mad at me. I won’t be mean to you ever again.” I hope he gets better.
On a side note,...
“He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever wed his unutterable visions...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
I know it’s a little too late, but it’s time I explain how 2010 went for me.
I let go of things and held on to things. I became more lazy and less sociable. I made smart decisions, yet I still made stupid ones. I was ignored constantly and heard mean words about me. I turned fifteen, but never celebrated a real birthday with the person I wanted to with most. I lost trust in my sister...
My computer got a tattoo. Although it was sad to ruin its innocent self, I managed to talk him into getting it. It says INDEPENDENT.
My computer’s name is Wiz Khalifa.