i'm not afraid; i'm moving on

What's on my mind:

" Everybody wants to go to heaven
But nobody wants to die "

Being Selfish Is A Virtue Too;

I'm liking this year, more and more.Odd, actually.Since most people don't like their classes and blah blah.I'm not being mean.Okay, think of me that way, I don't give a damn anyway.But can everyone just deal with it.Life is unfair, deal with it.You can't change the arrangement anymore, so change your views.I'm kinda annoyed with the constant complainings.It's getting sorta old.We're fifteen.Grow up.
I love every one of my teachers.They are not only nice.They are very very funny.I'm serious.My english teacher asks a question and answers it herself, with sarcasm.I just so enjoy the way she talks.And my math teacher is awesome too.People saying I got quite good teachers.To which I'm hugely grateful.Thank you, God :)
Divya didn't attend class at all.Argh.
But tomorrow, she's going to be with us like normal.We're about together for every class, except Geography.Since she didn't come, I'm sitting with Rosma baby for the rest of the term, I guess.Kausalya's been real nice.She got me a seashell with my name engraved from India.
Real nice; seeing as I have never given her anything.
I'll admit I'm extremely tired.And very pressured.There's so many things to do.However, I'm loving it.Not the pressure but I love the whole studying thing.
It keeps me occupied from thinking other things and trying to save the world, and all that.
Learning to be selfish, is harder than I thought.
Pink
Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep
What do you feel when you look in the mirror
Are you proud
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why
There's a lot on my mind right now.Not just academic stuff.Lots of emotions running wild.I got to set things straight.I need to talk to someone and tell them things.They have the rights to know.
No one said teenage was easy;
But they didn't say it would be a jungle!
Why aren't I surprised?

Labels: Class, Decisions, Divya, English, Maths, Rosma, Stress

Tuesday, 5 January 2010,18:40 | comment | 0 comment(s)