Summer Things ….

My Cousin, My Sister, And I Are Starting A Band. We All Sing,  I Play The Guitar, My Cousin Plays The Piano, And My Sister Plays The Drums; Perfect …. We Came Up With A Name And We Just Have To Put Ourselves Out There. One Problem, Keeping Up With Everything, When Schools Starts Back We Are Going To Get Caught Up In Our School Life. Yeah We’ll See Each Other 24/7 But It Won’t Be The Same. We’ll Have New Problems And Our Band Would Be The Last Thing On Our Minds But We’ll Try.

My Sensitivity :(

Yesterday I Had To Go To My School To Take My Global Regents (NOT My Favorite Subject) I Stayed Up All Night Studying Preparing Myself For The Thematic Essay.-Fast Forward- So Now I’m Sitting In Front Of This Test Booklet And I’m Just So Confused As To Why They Gave Us A Stupid Theme, Meanwhile The Only One I Didn’t Study. I Told Myself Not To Panic I’ll Do It Last So Could Think. I Do The Multiple Choice, Then The DBQ’s, Then The DBQ Essay, And Now I’m Back On The Thematic Essay. I Look At The Board To See How Much Time I Had Left … 21 Minutes. I Felt The Tears Coming But I Stayed Strong, I Had To At Least Try To Finish. So I Wrote Six Paragraphs Of Crap And Left. As Soon As I Got Outside I Started To Break A Down. I’m Not A Very Good Multiple Choice Taker So I Was Counting On My Essay’s To Help Me Past And I Was So Disappointed. My Friends Were There For Me Trying To Comfort Me While Everyone Else Was Upset That I Was Crying Because The Said They Knew For A Fact I Did Better Than Them And They Laughed At The Fact That They Didn’t Even Get A Chance To Start The Essay… How Stupid Is That. My Achievements Mean The World To Me. People Could Say I’m Sensitive And A Whole Bunch Of Bull But Wherever I Go In Life I’m Pretty Sure I Won’t See Any Of Them There. I’m Passionate About What I Do, And No One Seems To Understand That. I Know I Could Always Take The Test Over, But Failing Affect Me As A Person. I Don’t Think I’m A Failure And I Don’t Think I’m Perfect But I Will Try My Hardest Making Sure I Succeed.

Friends Or Enemies?

Sometimes We Often Think That We Can rust Our Friends To Be There For Us. And Then Realization Pops Up. Yesterday A Girl I Knew Since 6 Grade I Realized I No Longer Wanted To Associate Myself With. No, She Isn’t Aware Of This Because I’m Old Enough To Not Argue Over Friendships And Why People Act The Way They Do. I’m Not Anyone’s Mother And I Refuse To Treat People My Age, Like I Have To Watch Them. I Can’t Constantly Look Over My Back To See Who Really My Friend And Who’s Really Not. I Am Far Past That Age And Indulging In This Isn’t Going To Make My Life Any Better.