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10:39 pm - August 23, 2006 Two more weeks until school starts. I dread it. Walking down halls where new kids stare at you. Good, they now I'm better than them. I dont care what they think. I'm walking to class and I have to hear the math teacher talking about some math equation, and I'm falling asleep. I hope the school year will be better than last years. I wish everybody in the world would get along. No more hate, racism, wars, bombings, or murders. Men and children would all be saved. No one would feel degraded or will ever have to put their head down because they are ashamed of who they are. Thinking of how everyone has a boyfriend or lover, I wish I had one. He would be handsome, someone I could talk to or hang out with anytime even at three in the morning. Some one wild and unpredictable, and not shy around you. That is what I want. A person to sweep me off my feet, make me feel like I'm walking on thin air, make me feel proud of who I really am. That day is yet to come. If all of this would come true, this would be the PERFECT world.
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