Classes every Friday, performances, and workshops. I wanna go back but I never have time for all that. School, family, and unplanned plans always cone up and fill my schedule. I really wanna dance again. And I regret not trying out for UFP. Damn! :(
Ain’t that the motherfucking truth? It’s a fucked up world we reside in. Whether you agree or not, I believe that looks count a majority of the time. It may not be everything, but in most cases, it really does count.. Maybe, for more than we think.
I gotta wake up at 6 and get to school by 7 now. But I’m surprised my mom isn’t that mad about it. She just started asking me questions and that’s it. Usually she yells at me for at least 30 minutes. Cool story bro. :)
there’s no reason to look back because they won’t care. They won’t notice. I’m not gonna see anybody waving, crying, yelling “I miss/love you”, trying to convince me not to leave. Maybe only my family will, but I bet no one else will. It’ll make me sad to leave. It’s still what I wanted to do, though.
When girls fall easily for the douche bag. I warn the girl that the guy is a bad person and shit. Then, she says, “Oh. Haha. No he’s not. He’s all I wished for. Blah blah blah. -insert some cliche saying-.” You may not think he’s a McDouche but all of us see it in him. He might be acting nice to…