Okay... Maybe I am a little....... I don't know how to complete that thought, although I don't want you (The reader) to think of it. Anyways, I feel that I should entertain myself with writing something of little importance, so here goes....... ok..... This is going to be harder than I thought (That's what She said......Damn)
I decided that doing my homework might be good for me considering I might have a 2.5 GPA if I'm lucky. However, that isn't important and no one wants to hear about it. What they do want to hear, however, is that I went to hell and back and back to hell and limped back with a defeated copy of "Twilight" in my hand. In order to save a large part of the human race A LOT of suffering, I made it my personal quest to close my eyes and leap into the eternal, or rather 500 pages of, suffering that is that accursed book. Since I am typing this, it must be fairly obvious that I am a zombie and that nothing good came out of this.... Actually, one good thing happened; now that I have read it, no one else has to (You should thank me for this). Now that I'm done with that tainted area of my life, let's go on, shall we?
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School has been relatively boring for me.... Sort of. The only subjects that seem to be interesting me in school have been music subjects.... Pathetic. Anyways, as of right now, I seem to be leaning towards teaching as a career. I'm not sure of how I'm going to take care of my rabid dislike of any children, but I think that I'll be able to deal with that once I hit it. As for what I want to teach, it would either be math or music, maybe both if possible. So... yeah.
Also on school...... Fried Coka-Cola Moss...
Now that I think about it, I might end up being like dusty (Not like that, Mr. PMS. I mean, how can I live in your house if you live in mine? mrgreen ) I might end up whining about wanting that "Special Someone In My Life" today (and now that I think about it, you can't delete this HAHAHA). However, I probably won't go to that level, not today at least. That is another conversation for another time. Right now is happy fun time for me rofl . Depressing time isn't for another hour or so. Happy happy happy blaugh .
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Twilight has become an annoying subject that seems to squeaze its way into any conversation with anyone who has been alive since 2005. Enough about that though. On to music! I personally think you'd make a great music teacher. The only thing you seem passionate about, other than complaining about me, is music. Of course I am not in that wonderful mind of yours, so I really have no idea if you are passionate about it or if it just seems that way. But any career in music seems to suit you. And if you could, will you fry me up some Coka-Cola Moss? But now days you could live in my house. But who really wants to live there? It's full of French hookers. Wait...You'd fit right in then. And that "Special Someone In My Life" is you. *giggle* But it actually sounds really lame when I hear you say it. I guess I have put it that way though. But it goes a little deeper than that. I wouldn't expect some one with an emotional range of a rock to understand though. Luckily, you're not a rock. I really hope you see what I mean when I say stuff like that. And that is me being as serious as it gets. I hope. You do need to talk to me more though. And I don't mean the half-a** texts and lame "Your mom" private messages. You and I used to be really close. We are bestfriends. I hope that is how you still see us. You're still my bestfriend. And I know it really sucks that I moved and stuff. And I do miss you. Not in a gay way. And I hope you miss me living in your house. But yeah, I would call you or something but my mom didn't pay the phone bill so I can only recieve messages and calls. I don't think you know unless you've read my last journal entry, but I do have a girlfriend right now. I'd like to tell you about her but I am not sure if you really care about that. You were never really one for romance, were you? But I really do want to hear from you. You don't get on Gaia as much anymore, but I hope you read this soon. The sooner you see it, the sooner we can converse. Not the shoe.
Later, Dusty.