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Surprise Me?
posted on Monday, March 30, 2009 @ 4:46 PM
I'm proud of you for making an effort to change, honestly.
I'm just mad that I can't give you as much of a chance as I'd like.
I'm sorry, you kinda fxcked up with me though =/.
Idk. I'm willing to give you a chance.
As always though, I can't trust you.
I probably will never be able to trust you.
Not unless something miraculous occurs.
You were so selfless today though.
Like, I could look at you in the eye, and you'd look back.
It's like you really did try to change.
But I don't think you could fully gain my respect.
Surprise Me?

Everyone's back (:
Which means some unaccounted for drama has also returned.
But I'd rather deal with that than not have them.
As annoying as some may be, they do make my day in the stupidest ways.
As much as they yell at me...
huh. That's so why I love them (:

Geometry makes me want to crawl in a hole and die.
Not many things make me want to do that.
Not many at all!
Chorus can be bad, but not nearly as bad as geometry.
Gym can be pathetic, but not as pathetic as geometry.
I don't need to be told I fail at life in that class, I get it enough Ms. Mantineo.
Get over yourself.

So, I think I've got a good handle on why I love music so much.
It's like, the order to the universe.
No one can explain to me why the heck there's Carbon 14 or 12, but they can tell me what makes a Symphony bring someone to tears.
What causes the Pop happy high.
The fact that techno just makes you want to dance.
And how powerful Underoath can be.
It's like, in the making of all these styles, there are little worlds.
And when you look into how it's set up, you've got the order to the universe.
Of course, I still don't understand what about music some people don't get.
I find the theory fascinating.
Others would rather die.
That's a little harsh...but still.
Just get my point? Or pretend to (:
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