Twirling circles with your fingertips

Yesterday was excellent, went out and took photos with some of my most favorite people in the world, had a blast.

I think one of my wisdome teeth is coming in...the gums there are all soft, its painful to bite down on, so of course I'm constantly working my jaw biting down on it, it feels so nice. I hope that this is not the reason I was so happy last night, I very much doute that. Good fun is better than anything like that. Right?

So much work to do on all this yearbook crap. Peoples grad writeups are all the SAME! I bothers me to no end.

Well I guess I should be off, the bus should be here in 5 minutes or so....
Have a good one folks.

HP=Human Prozac

I shall not be allown on grad now...hopefully...
Marilyn may be able to come on the cemetary romp with me, and now I am happy for a moment, and thats good enough sometimes.

But what was the question again?

Everyones is so stressed around here that their all shutting down...ok so I lie. Not everybody, just a few, but that is enough to taint my thoughts. Silence meets questions and comments, rejection fills my heart and head, weighed down with this new version of old pain, the darkness licks at my feet. But I shall kick it off...or at least thats what I'm planning to do...sometimes that has no effect on what actually happens.

I plan to ask a friend tommorow how to butify and perfect this thing you call a blog...it shall be great

Note to readers(if you exist); yes my spelling and grammer are horrid, so plz do not bug me about it, I know I know.

It really truley bothers me when these beautiful people around me critic themselves on problems and imperfections that they do not, by any stretch of the imagination posses...so very frustrating.

I love my cat. He's so cute.
I also love the overwhelming power this gives me! I can write whatever I like...until, that is, I realize that people I know will read this and then bug me about that things I write here...but maybe subconsiously thats exaclty what I want to happen...you never know. At least with a paper journal thingy you can protect and try the sensor who reads it.

I guess I'm just jabbering so off I go...to eat lollypops until my head explodes

Hey look its my first post.
How mundane...maybe I shall think of something better later
get in on some of the cronic highschool melodrama that keeps on happening around here...