In the words of Winona, "My whole life is a dark room." I am blocked off, secluded from the rest of the world. People think that they know everything about me. Really, I don't think anybody will ever know my whole story. My friend always asks me to tell him things I never tell anybody. I don't tell anybody because they are my secrets, and everybody needs at least one secret. They keep you honest.
My grades are deplorable. If I could just bring up my Chemistry grade to a 75, and my French and English grades back up to As, everything would be okay. I've only got a few more weeks to pull it off, but hopefully I'll be able to. I wish that I could do well on my end of course exam, but I know I will probably risk everything with them. I don't know. Really, that's been all i can say about anything for a while now.
Josh spoke to me today. I figure I'll try talking to him tomorrow. If I don't freak out.
others become memories
Monday, May 3, 2010
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Without hope, the us's give up - I know you cannot live on hope alone, but without it, life is not worth living. So you, and you, and you... You gotta give em' hope... you gotta give em' hope. -Harvey Milk, Milk(2008)
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