Torn
There's nothing where it used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
nothing's fine i'm torn
I'm all outta faith
this is how I feel
I'm cold and I'm ashamed lying naked of the floor
illusion never changed into something real
i'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
Yes, this is that annoying 1 hit wonder Natalie Imbruglia song from the 90's but it was the very 1st CD i ever bought and therefore... back off. I rediscovered it acoustically this past summer at TASP when for some reason Stacey wanted to burn it then I physically lost it so that sucks. But even thought the beautiful Ms. Imbruglia did not write this song I cannot imagine words better to describe my current situation.
Ok, school wise. This past week I was hella busy with my new club (Why Is Stereotyping Everywhere-WISE) new and soon to be annual Week of Acceptance. And last week was short and very crazy at my school and got little to no homework done. So i'm behind on that. I have a whole section of this Health Independent study shit that was due today but obviously haven't done it. It's allota stupid easy work but don't really care nor have time to do it but I DO have time to post. (hmmm strange eh)
As far as friendship goes that's where I'm really torn. TASP was an amazing experience that I wouldn't trade for the world although the bulk of my friends back home could well, care less. Which sucks. It's like while I was at TASP making new friends my older friends back home were getting closer and making new groups and cliques and stuff. So when I came back I felt well homeless except for the blog and AIM which were my TASPy homes. I thought of this good metaphor.
Picture each one of your friends as a light bulb a small small blue light bulb on a big black wall with their names beside it. Now your families and extended families are a constant medium glow. But friends are where the fluctuation comes in. All of you guys slowly crept up to blaring towards then end of our time. And now are all but faded or fading slowly but surely. While you guys were blaring the friends back home were fading like you all are now. There are the occasionaly sparks of life that bring your lights back like when I talk to you guys on AIM or through e-mail. But by now you've become RPiano14 or ThinkChink. Not Robin and Conan. Your faces, voices are all fading away. It's the same way with TASS some lights were amazingly bright and now are nothing, nothing at all. But then there's the event in which a TASPer vistis and deserves another metaphor.
I revert back to my crack addict metaphor with sprite. Except each one of you TASPers are a big old white rock. And when I see you guys it's euphoria. For example, this past weekend I got to see Kimberly which was wonderful considering the stressful week I had before she came. But when she left it was like TASPer withdrawal all over again. No crying or weeping just a sense of "damn that was nice too bad it's over". I consider you guys to be my true friends although you rocks are so far away and teddy has no money to buy a visit with one of you. Maybe I'll rob a store or something to get some money to buy one of you? jk
Then, there's prom, which I"m not too excited about. I REALLY don't like most of the girls at my school and the ones that I do are either taken or freshman. And freshman well that's just wrong to me. My good friend has a new crew due to his dating this cool girl but she has a crew so he's going along with her leaving me in the preverbial dust. I'm thinking about just not going. Which people act as if they care when i tell them that and wanna set me up with girls with no dates but I don't want my senior prom to be a "pity prom" with some random girl that I won't have fun with. So there are TASPer lights fading as well as Vestavian lights fading. Hmmmm maybe some new lights will pop up for college? Maybe UAB will have plenty of lights waiting for me? Something needs to change or will. I need to "break the cycle"(not like Conan's look-a-like in that TASPer deemed horrible MTV movie..."Better Luck Tomorrow").
Oh well that's just me venting I guess. Have fun up in snow-filled Ithaca you lucky bastards. But serisously congrats you guys deserve it!!!! Time to go and study for a doomed Frankenstein test. oh well i gotta 98 on my othello paper which means i can fail this test and still have a B+. I love/hate high school.
My inspiration has run dry
nothing's fine i'm torn
I'm all outta faith
this is how I feel
I'm cold and I'm ashamed lying naked of the floor
illusion never changed into something real
i'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
Yes, this is that annoying 1 hit wonder Natalie Imbruglia song from the 90's but it was the very 1st CD i ever bought and therefore... back off. I rediscovered it acoustically this past summer at TASP when for some reason Stacey wanted to burn it then I physically lost it so that sucks. But even thought the beautiful Ms. Imbruglia did not write this song I cannot imagine words better to describe my current situation.
Ok, school wise. This past week I was hella busy with my new club (Why Is Stereotyping Everywhere-WISE) new and soon to be annual Week of Acceptance. And last week was short and very crazy at my school and got little to no homework done. So i'm behind on that. I have a whole section of this Health Independent study shit that was due today but obviously haven't done it. It's allota stupid easy work but don't really care nor have time to do it but I DO have time to post. (hmmm strange eh)
As far as friendship goes that's where I'm really torn. TASP was an amazing experience that I wouldn't trade for the world although the bulk of my friends back home could well, care less. Which sucks. It's like while I was at TASP making new friends my older friends back home were getting closer and making new groups and cliques and stuff. So when I came back I felt well homeless except for the blog and AIM which were my TASPy homes. I thought of this good metaphor.
Picture each one of your friends as a light bulb a small small blue light bulb on a big black wall with their names beside it. Now your families and extended families are a constant medium glow. But friends are where the fluctuation comes in. All of you guys slowly crept up to blaring towards then end of our time. And now are all but faded or fading slowly but surely. While you guys were blaring the friends back home were fading like you all are now. There are the occasionaly sparks of life that bring your lights back like when I talk to you guys on AIM or through e-mail. But by now you've become RPiano14 or ThinkChink. Not Robin and Conan. Your faces, voices are all fading away. It's the same way with TASS some lights were amazingly bright and now are nothing, nothing at all. But then there's the event in which a TASPer vistis and deserves another metaphor.
I revert back to my crack addict metaphor with sprite. Except each one of you TASPers are a big old white rock. And when I see you guys it's euphoria. For example, this past weekend I got to see Kimberly which was wonderful considering the stressful week I had before she came. But when she left it was like TASPer withdrawal all over again. No crying or weeping just a sense of "damn that was nice too bad it's over". I consider you guys to be my true friends although you rocks are so far away and teddy has no money to buy a visit with one of you. Maybe I'll rob a store or something to get some money to buy one of you? jk
Then, there's prom, which I"m not too excited about. I REALLY don't like most of the girls at my school and the ones that I do are either taken or freshman. And freshman well that's just wrong to me. My good friend has a new crew due to his dating this cool girl but she has a crew so he's going along with her leaving me in the preverbial dust. I'm thinking about just not going. Which people act as if they care when i tell them that and wanna set me up with girls with no dates but I don't want my senior prom to be a "pity prom" with some random girl that I won't have fun with. So there are TASPer lights fading as well as Vestavian lights fading. Hmmmm maybe some new lights will pop up for college? Maybe UAB will have plenty of lights waiting for me? Something needs to change or will. I need to "break the cycle"(not like Conan's look-a-like in that TASPer deemed horrible MTV movie..."Better Luck Tomorrow").
Oh well that's just me venting I guess. Have fun up in snow-filled Ithaca you lucky bastards. But serisously congrats you guys deserve it!!!! Time to go and study for a doomed Frankenstein test. oh well i gotta 98 on my othello paper which means i can fail this test and still have a B+. I love/hate high school.
posted by Theo at 10:12 PM
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Spirits are up from yesterday considering the Frankenstein test was easy as hell but I have scouts later on tonite and an easy test does not warrant friendships so we'll see. Thanks you guys ;)
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