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Somebody save mee! They're mean!
Listening to Disturbed seems to wake me up. I mean, before school started I started listening to Prayer and suddenly I'm like... HYPER!
I hate my body! I'm working out, running around, doing sit-ups...in the last few days I went from 210 lbs to 215 lbs, and I cried and I'm just like "WTF??"
Dan thinks that it's because I'm working out and building mussle, which ironicly weighs a lot. xDD
What do you people want me to do, though? Starve myself? It seems like society won't be satisfied until I'm a twig. Well you know what?
******** off, society! I'm not like you, I never was. You're damn lucky I TRIED.
Starve myself? Ha, you wish.
I love strange, different and unique things. I like being different. I'm just...me!
Like the was my hair is now, if my grandparents would let me I would do so much crazy stuff with it. STARTING, with dying it different shades of purple. ;3
Math? There was math homework??? LIES!
Okay, nvm...no there wasn't.
OMG, haha the teacher said 'piss'.
What? Yeah yeah, I'm pathetic...but I don't really hear that often from my teachers. He said, "You guys are starting to piss me off."
He wasn't talking about me, because I wasn't saying anything to anybody...just sitting, alone in my own little corner. x3 And Dan says I'm an extrovert; haha.
People seem to underestimate me. I hate how people say they can kick my a**, I'm not all that's cracked up to be.
Oh yes, some of them have me physically I won't deny, but I don't need strength. twisted
Umm...moving along.
I have no seen Isis at all today, nor was she with me last night when I went to bed. The 'Followers' are, though.
And they are as vivacious as ever. They don't scare me as much as they use to. But there are times when I wonder if I should be scared.
Oh come on, you tell me it would be healthy to turn a corner and see a body hanging from the cieling, and you have to pretend not to notice lest everyone thinks something wierd is going on.
I sometimes wonder if I am insane, if I'm 'schitsofranic'. But every time I think such thoughts, something somehow moves, or falls on our own physical plain.
Or they touch me somewhere on my body, which is...creepy.
In math class, one of them was sitting on the cieling and just staring at me, and it's just like...I got so tired I wanted to sleep on my desk, which is funny because I was so alive not too long ago.
I feel exhausted and I miss Isis; I think the reason why they have such an impact on me is because she's not here.
God, I just want to go home and nap! crying
I remember when they told me, 'The more people who know, the more of us will come.'
I also remember when that rule pretty much didn't apply anymore. They just kept coming, and it's like.. 'whoa! Back off!'
Liers! ;.;
So I saw no reason why I should keep it a secret, hence the reason why I talk about them in my Journal. Except...to protect myself from the guys with the big needle. xDD
But yeah...
We're in debating class and we're doing absolutely nothing.
Thus, I shall sleep.
We left early because the presentors were too afraid to do it in front of us. Not the Seniors, but the Juniors. Are we that intimidating?
Damnit, back in class again...Why did I ever go to law? It's not like I can trust myself with a gun and not shoot someone.
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