Listening to: Bright Eyes, of course.
Feeling: anxious
School's alright. A kind of alright where alright means 'incredibly sucky, but I have to do it so I might as well pretend that it doesn't suck quite as much as it does.'
I need new friends. Desperately. Or is that, I need FRIENDS seeing as my cureent ones I hardly consider as friends anymore.
I've said it once, and I'll say it a thousand times more, but I'm sick of being second best. Just for ONCE I want to come first.
"And the sad act like lepers
They stick to the shadows
They long to ring bells of warning
To tell of their coming
So that the pure can shut their doors"
And I don't mind being second best all the time, so you can be #1 for a while.
And yes I do want to read the private entry, I assure you I am equally pathetic if not moreso.
peace and sleepiness
~ Beth
I am impressed.
=P
(By the way, its Brendon) =P
I wonder what it'd be like to be part of that little crowd of the people who always come first?
And I wonder when it'll all fall apart for them.