oh. you sound so sad... anyhows... i feel rather left out... left behind, left alone? either or, or both?
God:
so there is a secret going around, and GOD IS STARTING TO GET ANNOYED, because everyone but him, (and Noah, yeah, he builds boats.) knows it. (maybe cause it involves both myslef, Noah, and Alice. perhaps? yes? maybe? no? goddamnit, my head is gonna explode.
Don't take life too seriously, no one gets out alive
May I point out that in truth no one knows all the secret, and no one gets to know or I kill them.
(Next week)
Alice
I had run out of people I could trust. Alice can't have secrets can she? Nooooo. I knew my friends were annoyed and confused but I was more than annoyed with them. All the feelings I had in the last month built up and exploded.
Thankfully I was on my own when that happened, I pressed my knuckles into lockers as I walked by on my long route to my hiding spot. On my way down the hall way with nothing but brick walls, even better for the knuckle thing.
Fortuantly for my knuckles I saw the three of them walking towards me. I turned and spun into an alcove and squatted down. Maybe they wouldn't see me. They passed by, not even appearing to be looking for me.
I wasn't sure if I should be upset by that or not. So I pushed the focus on that to the back burner of my brain and concentrated on getting to my hiding spot unseen. Which under the circumstanses, wasn't that difficult.
I curled down into my spot and hit my head agains the wall.
walking down the deserted halway, thinking about anything at all except my homework...
wham! i ran into Bella, she falls... oh my...
"you should watch where you're going" I say, laughing as i reach down to help her up.
i guess the hallways was not quite as deserted as i had thought.
many of my friends were in their depressed stage of emotions... how unpleasant besides that i was having women issues, of well, not the worst,
certainly bad.
i am probably the least person i know, as far as expirience with women goes, i dont know jack.
And sometimes, i think about my life before i met them (my friends, most of whom are women) , and i wouldnt trade what i have now for the world.
Seeing God, or Travis as I am now forcing myself to call him, immediatly brought a smile to my face, despite the tears. I took his hand, getting to my feet carefully.
"Even when I watch where I'm going my feet have the tendency to come out from beneath me," I said, wiping my face with my sleeve. Travis watched. "Can I have a hug?" I asked, turning off my MP3 player before it could cause more damage to my soul.
"and wait till lunch tomorrow, i have something special planned" I say
"Oooh, what?" she asks
"You'll see,"
and sure enough, the next day at lunch, there was something special up. you couldnt see it, not reall, but you could hear it. I had brought some speaker from home, and plugged them into my MP3 player, and there we were, jamming and dancing to the Beatles, Van Morrison, and many many more classics.
sure, we got some wierd looks, some ridicule, some laughs and stares, but we didnt care. we had a blast. i myself did not participate in much dancing, for i was playing D.J. it was still cool.
ROCK N' ROLL!
Don't take life too seriously, no one gets out alive
I had a splendid time at lunch, all curteousy of Travis.
My favorite song was, by far, Walk Like an Egyptian (the Bangles), which I was thoroughly obsessed with. Jade and I got up and danced, had a great time, and I finally smiled.
At the end of lunch, regardless of all the stares, we packed up the speakers and got ready to go back to class. I hugged Travis and Matt tightly before walking to English.
I wasn't in that great of a mood today, I spent much of my time curled up in a ball somewhere. I sat in the back corner in the library sitting and writing, not any story, I haven't written much for weeks, nor have I done much reading. I had lost some interest in it.
I wrote my sixth "how I'm feeling" paper, just random thoughts about how I was feeling and what I was. They're highly depressing to outsiders but help me a lot. I didn't really have much of a reason to be upset, well...at least I think I didn't. I wasn't really sure why I was so upset. That never really happened to me before.
I wanted to go home, but in my current mindset it wouldn't be safe for me, at present the sharpest thing I had was a safety pin.
So, this day started out with frustration, then went to great hope and elation, and is now at the point of despair, people are not who they pretend to be, they talk one way, they have all the ability, motives, and ideals, but they dont ACT. i have no respect for such people. i was raised to fight for what i belive, to never give up, even when there isnt the slightest chance of victory, and to give up over something so small as he did, is mindblowing.
if you know who im talking about, then maybe you think im wrong, fine. i probably am, maybe he had a better reason than i thought to quit. maybe, but still, to have that gift and not use it is surely a sin against nature.
by the way, she is only calling me Travis because her mother told her to...
=D
Don't take life too seriously, no one gets out alive
My idea of romance is so twisted and far fetched that I'm doomed to spend the rest of my life writing and hoping somebody will get the idea. As soon as this thought crossed my mind it brought a smile to my face as I finished cutting up a sock for a wrist band.
For some unknown reason it amused me, but I was in my easily amused state of mind once again.
Somebody was knocking on the door, dad was in the bathroom mom and sister were asleep, and I still had my curlers in my hair. I sighed thankful that I was at least dressed and had a bra on now.
I opened the door and stared directly into Ronan's slightly shocked and amused face.
"H-h-hi," I studdered, still throughly aware of how ridiculous I must look.
"Hi," he chuckled and handed me a white rose. My heart skipped a beat.
"W-would you like to come in and sit down? I've still got to take these bloody curlers out of my hair."
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Time to introduce Bella's guy!
Name: Random (honest to zues thats his name!)
Age: 15
Appearence: http://yourownalbum.net/images/black%20cat1.jpg Personality: light and energetic always up for a good time and yet can snap out of that and turn to Mr. Serious Flirt at a moments notice but doesn't bring anybody down in the process. Normal self confidence, and could have anybody he wanted.
Extra: Obsessed with Bella, though she seems to hate his guts.
