Feeling: disappointed
ive been thinking of this song all day. its from my fav movie of all time, Pump up the Volume (1990) with christian slater. i really like it. its a bout a highschool kid who gets his own radio station in his room from his parents when he moves to a small town to keep in contact with his friends from the big city. he ends up using it to let lose his inner self and soon turns the town upside down. its bout freedom of speech. download this song and also Everybody Knows by Leonard Cohen. thats another good one
i got deleted today by my friend erica. i thought she was pretty cool and that we were gettin along just fine, she's friends with my friend hardial and i met them both at kamp this summer. well anywho a program that i have lets me know when ppl delete me and so i got a popup today saying she deleted me. i asked her why and she just mumbled something about it not being my day. i unno i was pretty pissed off. i take it really personally when ppl block or delete me. is that wrong? i hope not. i unno im not used to getting deleted by ppl i talk to on like a semi-daily basis...even if i just met them a couple weeks ago. i havent spoken to hardial in a while, feels weird. havent spoken to brian either. im a shitty best friend. i dont even know if he is my best friend. i call him that but u never know what ppl think of u behind ur back. i wish there was a way to know. hate having to guess.
but before that my day was ok. i spent my lunch workin on physics that i didnt end up finishing and i wnated to hand it in by the end of the day, but i didnt get around to it, i hope mr. moffat isnt too mad. ive got a math test tmr so id better get studyin. eugh.
-CM
--edit--
she re-added me :)
i had those programs to boot people and like uh some dead aim but i fucked up my computer and got a new one..and im too lazy to redownload it..it was nice though.
erica deleted you??? odd ness?
omg wow u really did only meet me this summer. haha it feels at least a bit longer don you think?
Ur hills are bigger then mine:P