Tomorrow is finals day. No doubt I'll do terrible on Geometry, and Chinese. I might do alright on English, Ancient Civ, and Biology, though. Hell, might even ace some of those ones.
But these next two days aren't just about final tests, man. They're about having two kickass last days as a Central sophomore! Two last kickass days of eating food after school! Two fuckin' awesome days, tests aside! And that party Tuesday at Como, too.
Now that the finals shit is out of my system, there's something that's been bothering me:
Girls saying "Guys need to love girls for who they are, not appearances."
I agree with that completely, but... Girls can be so hypocritical about that. They want some "hot" guy to see them for who they are. If some average guy like me likes who they are, it suddenly doesn't matter. Also, on the other side, you have them wanting hot guys to love their personality, but if the guy's not hot, his personality doesn't matter for shit.
I mean, it's the same for us guys. Or, at least, the nice guys. We just want a girl to like us for who we are. (The not-so-nice ones just want hot chicks to bang. Assholes.)
Feeling a little mood-swingy,
The Thinker
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Nothing to say
I have nothing to say today. It's a calm day, and as such, I must remain calm. I should relax, I won't get a chance to do so at all next year.
-TheThinker
-TheThinker
Friday, June 5, 2009
The Path Ahead
(Been pretty busy, haven't had a chance to actually blog.)
In case you don't know, if I don't pass 3 classes this quarter, I'm leaving Central for Creative Arts High School.
Sophomore year is drawing to a close. I've learned a lot, and accomplished so little. New friends, strengthened bonds, and new wisdom. I know myself better than I ever have now. I learned what I really stand for, what I love. And yet because of my own inability to do what's necessary, I've failed myself.
The chances of me being at Central next year are currently about 1/100. I've accepted my fate--I know that I screwed myself over. Yes, I'll be back senior year. Yes, Creative Arts is close to Central. But it still feels like I'm gonna forever be an ocean away from the place I've come to know. But I gotta push harder now, for real this time. No bullshit, no lying to myself. I gotta work hard this time, for when I'm back.
It might sounds stupid that this is messing with me so much, especially because I'll be back and I'm not even gonna be far. I also probably sound real bratty, considering this is all my fault anyway. But you know what, that's fine. I'll be back.
It sucks that I won't be there to walk to Holiday with Cha, or to listen to Mai Xiong's ranting. It sucks that I won't be able to help friends with problems, or laugh with them on bright days. It sucks that we won't be able to run in the rain, or buy ice cream from the ghetto van after school together. But you know what sucks the most? Me not being able to do a simple task in order to stay here.
I'm gonna be back senior year. So save those walks, those rants. Deal with the problems, save the laughs. Save those rainy days, save a dollar for that ice cream. Because I'm gonna be back a better man.
"The path ahead is dark. I'll light the path, and be back someday."-my promise
In case you don't know, if I don't pass 3 classes this quarter, I'm leaving Central for Creative Arts High School.
Sophomore year is drawing to a close. I've learned a lot, and accomplished so little. New friends, strengthened bonds, and new wisdom. I know myself better than I ever have now. I learned what I really stand for, what I love. And yet because of my own inability to do what's necessary, I've failed myself.
The chances of me being at Central next year are currently about 1/100. I've accepted my fate--I know that I screwed myself over. Yes, I'll be back senior year. Yes, Creative Arts is close to Central. But it still feels like I'm gonna forever be an ocean away from the place I've come to know. But I gotta push harder now, for real this time. No bullshit, no lying to myself. I gotta work hard this time, for when I'm back.
It might sounds stupid that this is messing with me so much, especially because I'll be back and I'm not even gonna be far. I also probably sound real bratty, considering this is all my fault anyway. But you know what, that's fine. I'll be back.
It sucks that I won't be there to walk to Holiday with Cha, or to listen to Mai Xiong's ranting. It sucks that I won't be able to help friends with problems, or laugh with them on bright days. It sucks that we won't be able to run in the rain, or buy ice cream from the ghetto van after school together. But you know what sucks the most? Me not being able to do a simple task in order to stay here.
I'm gonna be back senior year. So save those walks, those rants. Deal with the problems, save the laughs. Save those rainy days, save a dollar for that ice cream. Because I'm gonna be back a better man.
"The path ahead is dark. I'll light the path, and be back someday."-my promise
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