I played this song on the bus. While walking on the street, crossing the road, leaving the house, everywhere. If my sister and my mother weren’t sitting here in the room, I would sooo COL (cry out loud x])
I would like to. Seriously, I’m going to… I think it will happen today. I don’t know how long can I hold it back.
Anyway. My best friend left my school. I went through all the options, questions, thoughts and I didn’t find myself guilty in the case. Thank you.
To tell the truth, when we said goodbye (that “not really goodbye, but still, goodbye, cause I love you and I will miss you” goodbye and “i know we’re gonna see each other soon”-goodbye) and she left the bus station to go back to the school, I wanted to grab her coat and shout like: DON’T GO AWAY, DON’T LEAVE ME HERE ALONE!!! I DON’T WANT YOU TO GO!!!
I should have. I haven’t really tried to talk her down. I just asked “for real for real?” and she said “yes” and I guess that’s when it got decided. Anyway, it’s still kind of kind from her. She stayed this long only because of me and our form master. And I seriously started to think about leaving the school. I don’t know where should I go or when or why….. I mean.. I know why. I freakin hate to be lonely. And I would like to gather AAAALL my friends from AAALLL around the world and gather them into one class and it would be the happiest class ever!!
I’m lonely
Tom Smith told once “there’s beauty in the lonely”, but I don’t really see any beauty in this f*ckin lonely.
AND I AM ANGRY WITH HER!!! I mean, why couldn’t she be stronger? But this is stupid, cause she has to follow her way. And if that way leads to another school, I must accept it. Who am I to (save you? to try and tame you, now that you are freeeeee of meeee…) tell her what to do? I’m not her mother. I’m not her.
I must have fever. Seriously, I’m talking about things I’d never talk about with people I’d never thought I will. Anyway. So her. HER. She’s gone. And I don’t know what to do. I’m seriously feeling ill, and I’m not in the shape to talk about this. I don’t know how will I go on without her. I guess I got used to having someone by my side. I know how should I spend my days in school until I leave it too, but it wouldn’t be good. It’s not what high schools supposed to be about.
I should really leave my school now, like Detti did. But where would I go? English is very important for me and as soon as I get the chance, I’d like to go to Great-Britain. And it’s not about the festivals
These times when I talk about how much I love them, they’re all jokes, seriously, I love GB for its festivals, but I really like those people’s attitude, I like their sense of humor… and I’ve cried so much during this day… and my head hurts soooo bad.
And I want Kamila, Kayla, Allison, Lara, Brigi, Leia, Ania, Fizzu, Dóri, Dóri (the other one x]) and well… Detti to study in my school. Right now. My mum is sleeping here. Oh, she’s not sleeping. The advantages if your mother can’t speak in English: you can write about your plans about leaving your school without her knowing it. I’m evil maybe.
Anyway. Detti said those people whose lives are easy now, they’ll suck later. I suck now… I want to have an easier life… later… I should find out what I want to be when I grow up….. musicmusicmusic.
I wanna play the drums. Right now. I’ll form an indie rock band. Or a supergroup like The Reindeer Section. :O
I live in my dreams, holy crap.
So… let’s try to give some sense to all this stuff I just wrote here.
My friend left me. I’m lonely.
I want to leave too. I don’t know how.
I guess it’s just way too scary for me that everything was sort of AWESOME and it turned AWFUL just… suddenly. To the snap of gods’ fingers, or idk.
This could be the title of a song. Anyway… I think I was born to the wrong place….. in the right time. I mean, The Fray go back to the studio to make the new record in January!!! THAT’S A GOOD THING. But what is it worth if I don’t have anyone I can discuss it with? I mean, Detti is a person who listens to what you say, no matter if she doesn’t care about it. I mean, for god’s sake, she knows me as much as my sister does, and that’s serious :O And she knew all of my obsessions, my little arghs, you know, I tell her everything… and… and this is when I start to think about that maybe she’s such a good person that she got fed up with my things and left, but she wouldn’t tell me.
Cause that’s how she rolls.
I tried to write something about what I feel. I don’t know how to solve this… I seriously don’t. And I want to have some rest finally. Maybe I’m going insane. Sorry if I was incoherent, sorry if you don’t get anything, sorry if you… ahm, whatever.
38,4 °C. That’s not good.
“You give the strength to me, strength I never had,
I was a mess you see, I’d lost the plot so bad,
you dragged me up and out, out of the darkest place,
There’s not a single doubt when I can see your face(s).”
Holy crap, Tia, shut up finally! You’re pathetic.