Now This Is A Story All About How...

Because nothing really eventful has happened (considering this blog is about my Senior Year, which hasn't started yet), let me give you the downlow really quick.

In Bullet Form! :D

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• Yesterday I drove down one of the scariest roads in Virginia and didn't die (ONE LANE OMG)
• My Summer Reading is finally starting to get interesting. Owen Meany picks up after about page 100 something. I won't spoil it for y'all.
• I thought that Moonlight had fallen off the face of the earth
• I got my hair cut again
• I finally deposited my paycheck
• I'm getting my Senior Pictures taken tomorrow
• I'm going roller skating with my other best friend Zukii (woo more codenames!)
• I had nightmares two nights in a row
• I won a Discus Award
• I fixed up my Homestead in FrontierVille
• I'm dying to see Moonlight
• My sister's hermit crab still freaks me out
• I drew a couple good looking pictures of Sakura, Syaoran, Mokona and Fai
• I'm having serious doubts that I could even attempt to draw Kurogane

And since no one likes reading boring lists, let's have another writing sample from Yours Truly. :)

Hiding Behind The Stitches

The Stitches that hold me together

Are getting ready to break

I’m not sure how much more I can take

 

Despair

Everything I do is wrong

How many more times will my life play this God awful song

 

The Ribbons

That hold the tear

Are straining under the weight they bear

 

I’m tired

Of silently carrying this load

My heart is going to explode

 

My Friends, My Family

My feelings I don’t dare

But here, with an unknown audience, I share

 

I know I shouldn’t

Bottle the Pain and Hurt away

I always think I’ll deal with it later, someday

 

Meanwhile

The pressure is building deep inside

The tears are burning behind my eyes

 

And people ask me

Cross my invisible line

I’m miserable and broken, the teenage equivalent of ‘I’m Fine’

 

I can feel it

Its pressing down inside my head

My very footsteps feel dead

 

Behind the Façade

I am uncertain

Because sometimes light slips through the curtain

 

I am so afraid

Of what they would say

If they saw me backed in the corner this way

 

And so

I put away the Pen

Trapped in my personal Lion’s Den

 

Through another

Day I plod

Only God knowing I’m a Fraud

 

Give me the strength

To carry on

For only I can change my Song 

Comments? Critiques?
~Shattered