Post by justin grant woodsen on Nov 11, 2010 14:54:18 GMT -5
justin grant woodsen.
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september thirteenth,
third day of fourth year.
this is definitely my least favorite class. for one, the teacher hates me. i really have no idea why. i mean all i did was set all of our midterm tests on fire. ah, great times. i didn't even have to do them again. well, that year. had to take them in the summer instead. uh, had to do school all through summer actually.. but that's not the point here. point is supposed to be that i hate this class. oh, right, on to number two. i'm being forced to write in this book. no, mr. barnes, i will not call it a fucking journal or diary or blog. this assignment is pure shit. but i need to get through school, or else i'm gonna be stuck in london for the rest of my life. and that is not something i'd like to do. guess that's all i've got to say. well, no, i have much more to say. but it's all i need to say.
justin[/color]
september twenty first,[/color]
so i tried to get rid of this thing yesterday, but of course, my mom caught me trying to flush it down the toilet. anywhere else and someone would have found it, so i thought the toilet was pretty much the best place. of course, i was stupid, because i didn't think to rip it into shreds first, and just flushed it whole. yeah. it took a long time to get it dry, and i had to re-write everything, and i'm pretty much stuck with it for the next year. it's stupid, is what i say, but as i said in an earlier entry, i gotta get good grades.
november ninth,[/color]
wow. i've almost used up this whole book.. okay, so i think i sorta like this writing thing now. i don't want to seem like a total loser, though, so let's say that i only like it because i get to pretty much express my feelings without getting someone pissed at me or having to actually.. speak about it. so this works out. crap, i gotta go out and buy a new one of these later..
january second,[/color]
i met a girl. one that i think i actually sort of.. like. usually with girls, it's just a one night sort of thing, but with this one, i think that maybe we could be something. i made the mistake of telling brett about her, and of course, that got a lot of laughs. his advice was pretty stupid: "stop watching porn online." no idea why porn even got into that conversation, but anyways, he was no help at all. what am i supposed to do, anyways? go talk to my mom? haha, no. i suppose i'll just leave it be, maybe ask her out if i get the guts to.
july fourteenth,[/color]
so today's my birthday, and it's been three months since mom died. i'm pretty torn up about it, but mel's trying to get me through it. it was hard on the both of us, considering her parents don't even care about her. i'm sure she thought of mom as her own. but it's stupid, because i've been hearing things about said girlfriend. brett says she's cheating on me, but i'm trying not to believe it. i love her a lot, don't want to let her go. graduation's next week. i'm going to keep writing in this book, though. no, i still will not call it a journal or blog. this class has come to be my favorite, and i've gotten some pretty great grade this year. thing is, i leave for nashville in a year.. not sure what will happen in this next year.
june ninth,[/color]
mel and i broke up today. i'm leaving for nashville early. good bye london..
never writing again,
justin woodsen[/color][/blockquote]
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[/color]brienna. fifteen. coming soon.[/font][/i][/center]
