raise your hand

volleyball tryouts are like sticking my leg in a papershredder.
except my entire body is achey.....
maybe i should just papershred my leg and get it over with.

alejandra is now telling me about how anthony broke her heart.
he told her he thought about it and only loves her as a sister, wich is gross, and then did a fucked up drama queen act saying that he's "lost himself".... he doesnt know who he is, what his goals are, blah blah blah...

raise your hand if you think he's gay
that certainly would explain his story.
i can just tell already, 9th grade is gonna be a very dramatic year at skool.
people are already talking about casino night... so this should be F-U-n.

i'm listening to the wallflowers "how good it can get"

"you wont believe just how good it can get...
we'll make a lover out of you yet"

yeah, yeah, yeah.