Yeah, well... I'm aware it's been a while since I wrote. I've not had the time. *Yeah Washi, sure sure.*
Anyway, today is my birthday. Thrill. I got clothing from my mother, which was nice, and trinketry from my brother, which was also nice. What struck me as a bit of a downer was that my friends decided to give me half a present today and half a present tomorow.
The result? I have a slipper. Yes, that's singular.
I just wish they'd seen fit to come to school today. Being all by myself is a bummer. I'm sure they've got completely plausable excuses and all that, it just... hurts... a little. So I spent the day singing songs about frogs and all those childrens songs. The things we do for fun.
Actually, it isn't really surprising, concidering the mood I've been in lately. They probably don't want to be around me, or even seen near me. I get that a lot -_-; But it's my own fault, so there we go. I should learn not to be so depressive. That's their jobs.

Today would be a rather ironic day to die. That struck me this morning, I found it rather funny.

Maybe tomorow will be better. No school, becuse it's the show day. But I'm going to the show later, with the concert band, so I'll probably just stay home all day and wait for the evening, when I'll be going to the pub for my birthday. No, I can't get alchohol, I just like pubs and hotels.

Enough of this.
- posted by Washi @ 4:26 pm 0 comments

 
Any wonder
So perfect, so perfect
The future, bright and clear
Layed out on silver roads.
So is it really any wonder?
She’s doing all right
So easy to be proud
In the lights, on the ball
Is it really so strange?

Glittering, glittering
Can’t she see what she’s got?
sun must have burned her eyes
But is it really any wonder?
Such a hollow life
Out there, on the stage
Alone and berated
Is it really so strange?

So strange she feels there’s nothing
Dead last and alone
Afraid to show her soul
And who would she show it to?
Seeking praise like a drug
It’s no way to exist.
The fool girl thinks she’ll be all right
If no one knows her fears.

Is it really any wonder
She hates herself so much?
When all she gives her self is hell
Staring, waiting...
Is it really so strange
She watches from the side lines
The chance to be all she wants,
Not wanting to be anything.

Is she really real?
Can’t she see the gifts she’s got?
But pushing life and love away
Is it really any wonder
She doesn’t think she’s worth the life she’s got.
- posted by Washi @ 4:56 pm 0 comments

 
Wooo, some time to myself!! My hair was HELL to get out, since it was teased up 6 inces above my head, and I kid you not. I'll get photoes later.
I have a cast party tomorow. That means that once I finish school, I go to the chyropractor, come home, change, go into town and get picked up later. But I really shouldn't miss it, even if I do feel a little out of place.
Course councelling today too. I went in really early -_-. So now I'm probably doing Physics, English (Examed), Art (Examed), Information processing and Desk top publishing, and Maths 1. Horay for me. Yes, only 5 slots to fill. I've also been put down as being interested in Medical Radiology. I only heard about it today.
Joined dragontears. Yay! If you've been to my stories section, you'd know. There's another character who wants to join. She hit me in the shower. It;s where I come up with my bet Ideas. She's probably a bit ambitious though...
Speaking of which, I might go have a shower. Later.

"when you think you've captured it at last.
What seems so far from you is most your own.
We are already free, and were dismissed
where we thought we soon would be at home." ~Rainer M Rilke

- posted by Washi @ 4:53 pm 0 comments