What's Up?

What's up? Well, for me. Asolutely NOTHING. God! Why does life have to be soooooo boring. lol. Well, I guess stuff is happening but that doesn't change the fact that I am bored out of my mind. Let's see though. I started soccer this week and boy do I LOVE it! I think it's one of the only things I have to look forward in the day. I mean, sure I hurt sooo bad because of it, but its a good pain. I'm really psyched because they're going to start working with me on my goalie skills today. Yesterday, they just put me in the net and said absolutely nothing to help me out, just "don't worry if you suck". Well, I did. But, only one of the 5 balls that came my way got by. I hope I'll be a good goalie. I just need to get over my reflex of ducking or flinching when something comes flying towards my head at an alarming speed..lol. Ugh. On a different note, AP is also kicking my ass. It sucks so bad.... but at least this class requires some brain work. I think freshman should be able to take any class they want to, or know they can handle. Then, I'd be up in the upperclassmen classes. Boy, I wish I could be there. My brain is sad here. It wants new, fun things to learn. I'm dehydrated, thats a new one. Well, not so new. I'm always dehydrated, but majorly right now. It sucks!... But oh well, I'll get over it. And currently, the ceiling. The ceiling is up. I'm going to guess some toxic mold since I'm at school and it's a billion years old and rotten. Rats somewhere in the walls and elsewhere.... And the sky. The sky is up, as it always is. That is how dull I feel my life is right now. I have nothing more to say.
~the em~

New

New.

Sometimes, you need a change in your life.

Sometimes, it's good to be different than you were.

You're not always who you think you are, or thought you were.

Just because you do one thing one day, doesnt mean you have to do the same the next.

Time catches up to you, and you realize that you arent who you are.

The box you're in isnt who you are, so you don't have to be inside it.

A box is made of cardboard; its nothing you can't break.

The inside of a box is dark, and flashlights run dead eventually.

So the wind blows, and I let it take me with it.

No box can confine who I am.

Blackness does not describe me as I thought

But bright colors, like those of a rainbow.

I Change to who I feel I want to be.

I change as the wind blows, in whatever direction it blows me.

New is good.

Change is good.

Don't fight who you are.

Go where you feel like going, do what you feel like doing.

Let the wind blow you anywhere.

And don't stay in a stupid cardboard box.

~The Em~