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hey i'm charlie elizabeth :)i really love playing the guitar and singing. i get u every morning at 4:15 am to swim from 5-7am before school, get ready in 30 min. attend all advanced classes. stay after for 3 hours for play practise them finally get home at 7:30 for dinner. then homework. then i have to sleep because i get up so eary. it's dreadfull. i want to stop, my body is telling me i NEED to. but, i can't. my body has just given up now that i've been ignoring it. idk, lately i've had so much stress. i barely have time to talk with my family, and when i do, it's the daily routine of casual jokes i make that are so airheadidly stupid. but that's part of my humor. see, i'm not the brightest person ever? i just jump on answers instead of thinking about them. kind of like the saying "speaking before you think" baaad thing. yeah..
but at school, im quiet. im good about that. most of the time. but if there is an issue, i make sure! so speak my mind. and that's when everyone gets the "oooh, ahhhww" looks on their faces like, WOAH she has a personality?
hahaha it's cute :) i do have friends that i care about though, like my nextdoor neighbor. haha i moved here from like "the cool neighboorhood" and let me tell you, i was the sheeeeeeiiiit..... in elementary school :):):)
i had all the boys lined up and everyone wanted to be my partner in gym. it was great. but then i, moved. to the middle of buttfuck nowhere. hahaha-quoted by my good friend chelsea.but yeah, i'm not trying to be, disrespectful, in any wy by saying this, but all my neighbors are.. retired? and like idk if they're ... alive? really. this one lady i hadven't seen hop out of her little wheelchair for 2 months. none the less, left her house. =[ poor thing.
but yeah, so moving was a bit of a challenge at the time. but then i had to start riding the bus. and wow. "GRANDMA KIDSSSS!" i thought. cause i mean, they are. Ha, you know what i'm talking about. The kids that always sit at the front of the bus with everything tidy and have thei little $1 lunchboxes with them. wearing the christmas sweaters.yep! That's my bus. and you know, looking back on it, i am SO happy i moved. i'd say 93% of my friends in the "cool neighborhood" are all nasty hoesssss. yeah!!! i feel so bad =[ but i mean, if they really wanted to, they could fix it. they just like.. the huge clumps of fat jiggeling out their pants and bra-less boobs sagging to the floor. idk, guys dig that? hah. i could never be a guy. i'd be TOTALLY GAY. but my bus is so much fun, and i rarely get to ride it now. I've come up with a little made-up story for everyone on the bus. (because they don't talk) but it's kind of nice that way. then we can have a break before we know we have to sit in school and entertaint the world while trying to impress the teachers at the same time. you know, that's actually really hard. trying to find a joke during class that all your friends re going to laugh at... and your teacher too!?
that never happens. but i think they should laugh cause that's what leaves us all to the conclusion that teachers have no life. i mean, obviously they do..! but come on... a crack of a smile? a little pinch of one? a grimace even! SOMETHING that will show emotion. yuck. my life is BASED on emotions. i don't know how i'd live a day without having some dramatic experiance. i'm known for my "facial-expressions." =D which i like. cause that way, you're known to be funny, without having to say, ANYTHING!? :D it's great. but yeah i couldn't fall asleep tonight. today's going to be an amazingly hard day. it's 3:40 am. i get up at 4:15. soo.. im just not going to go to bed at all cause then i wont want to get up when i do. and i HAVE to go to swimpractise. my coach is INSANE! but cool ish..:) sometimes.
but seriously, if we're a MINUTE late... okay im exaggerating... 2 MINUTES late, he'll scream, scream, scream. yikes. he even through a chair into the water at this one kid when he tried to sneak in the pool (5 min late)
hahahahahah, his face when he pooped out the water was priceless.
********i feel the blankets, creeping over my bodayy, i hear my pillows, slowly begging my to lye down. i see the reflection of my thoughtless imagination, gearing up its engine. i smell my life, finally breathing.
i taste its sweetness, its flems of glory,
i know its calling, calling.
calling.
drifting.
swaying me near.
nearer and nearer..
softer and smoother.
my body
stops.
can't you hear my dreams calling?
louder and louder,
clearer
and clearer!!
Sweet sense of perfection vocals sing to me, hear.
i drown deeper and deepest.
i can hear yee no more.
i feel nothing,
i want nothing,
don't pull me to shore.
just yet
-Charlie Elizabeth
