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Friday, October 5
IncompleteI wrote this on myspace a long time ago.
thought I would post my emoness.
xD
Lately, that's how I've been feeling. Let's hope people do some dramatic readings of this as well, because I'm sure that it's going to end up being....very dramatic reading worthy.
There's a lot of things wrong with me lately, and I'm not entirely sure that I know how to handle it all. I'm currently feeling incomplete and if, my definition of love is then that my friends, may be exactly why. It's ridicules to think that I may have fallen in love back in those hot southern states, but I guess you never know. From what I was told, love it like spinning around with your arms out. Your heart races and the world gets turned upside down, but if you're not careful, if you don't keep your eye on something still then you can't see what's happening to the people around and you can't see that you may be falling. It's just sad that...15 hours away I still feel my heart beating for this boy and what can I do to stop it. I can't like anyone, because I would feel guilty, like I was cheating on them in my mind.
School has been interesting to say the least. The only classes I can sit through without pulling my eyebrows out are English and Math. Global makes me want to kill myself a little. I have the most immature class EVER. Ugh. Earth Science is another repeat of last year's class, and unfortunately for me I have it all year.
The Drama and Musical Theater program here is nothing to compare with Darlington's, not that I was expecting it to have been of equal quality. I hope that the dramatics programs improves and maybe I just haven't seen it's true extent.
I very much miss Darlington, I mean, this school has no school spirit. It's sad really. At Darlington we had people painted and in costumes for football games, bleacher creatures if you will. I would absolutely love a group of friends who would dress up with me and go to the basketball and football games and yell random cheers that the cheerleader would never do. I would love to actually hear about football games at all actually. Or...anything. I miss having fun in and out of school.
But I fucked up, so hey. Nothing I can do now except reapply for next year.
When you do dramatic readings of this, make sure you make it sound extremely pretentious every time I wrote "AT DARLINGTON" and make it very sappy and sad when I'm talking about love. =D Have fun.
On the bright side I got some really good writing done.4:49 PM  
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About Me
I'm Bonnie. I'm a lover and a fighter. I have trust issues. I love to have fun. I am not quite up to par in anything. Oh, well. I'll try /almost/ anything at least once. I can't swim well. I love music. I love the smell of books. I am green. I'm in love. I play video games, like all the time. I'm addicted to the computer. I love my friends. I'm not a good person. I lie, and I am way too stubborn. I don't think before I speak. I actually DO care about Darfur. I want to help people. I love life. I have problems, and I know that. I won't tell you I understand if I don't. Life is hard, but people can make it easier. I believe that if we all did one good deed a day, everyone's lives would be easier. I want to make changes in the world for good. I can take you to another place, and point of view without meaning to. I do value the opinions of others. What you think about me DOES make a difference. I love animals. I love one-of-a-kind jewelry. I'm easy to please, and easy to piss off. Get to know me. Oh, and I'm Jewish. I know who I am. You don't need to tell me. I'm not a good person, I constantly cut down everything other people say, I have an arrogant air to me, and I think I know everything. I'm trying to change. So, please, let me take it a day at a time, and stop telling me how terrible I am. I can't take it anymore. K THANKS BYE.
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