You can never say never, while we don't know it, time and time again, younger now than we were before, don't let me go...
I hate days like this. It was just a bad day.
We had technical jarb that wasn't working in Video Production.
I just don't like math, because some people just use it as a time to complain to me.
Choir was choir, but that didn't help anything.
History was so stupid. Why give us a test when you haven't even told us anything about half the stuff on the freaking test.
Biology sucked because I couldn't complain to Josh about our annoying science teacher, or the freaky kid that always try to talk to me. -_-;
At lunch, we had so many people at our table I couldn't move.
English I just hate in general. Nothing about that class makes me smile. And we talk about death way too much.
And Latin. Latin was okay, but I'm so far behind on our translations, I know I won't be able to finish it.
Then I get home and find out my best friend went home early because she was crying so much, and I still don't know what happened.
My dad is pissed off because I don't wanna deal with him when he's in his moods. I don't get it.
And I saw Sam, and I know he saw me too, but he wouldn't look at me for more than a split second. It doesn't hurt as bad as it did, though, which is always good.
Touch a, touch a, touch a, touch me, I wanna be dirty, thrill me, chill me, fulfil me, creature of the night. ;]
That song makes me smile. And I need to see the Rocky Horror Picture Show. Quite desperately.
Yeah, I'm gonna go now.
Bye.
-Megan.
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