parkplace's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I Hate The Neck Listening To: A Praise Chorus by Jimmy Eat World I've been thinking about life a lot lately. We, as humans, work so hard just to create a reputation or respect, so that when we all die, people will remember us in more of a positive way. I got a d- in English and I'm freaking out about colleges. But, once I think about it, all I am trying to do is NOT get in trouble by my father if I get into a bad college. I feel like I have this huge burden of ignorance on my shoulders. HE never went to college at all. In fact, he got kicked OUT of his private high school. I know he doesn't understand high school these days. I'm tired, I wanna hang out with my friends (I've been grounded all week). My father might not even allow me to hang out with my friends on weekends. I hate living on the fucking neck. It's an island with no stores, just million-dollar houses and ocean. I don't have my liscence yet, so I have to ride this fucking bicycle to the nearest store to get some fucking food, because my father never ever goes to the grocery store. God, I hate living with my father and my brother. I fucking hate this. I just wanna hang out with my friends right now and I'll feel so much fucking better. Stupid entry. I know. 10:02 p.m. - 11-18-04 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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