im emo i hate lief. u cna all fuk urself. i cut my wrists.

I miss being fourteen most of all.

Part of me feels like the world is passing me by; I'm really quite worried.

Oh inability to articulate thoughts, I loathe you so.
I need to graduate. This is me being angry.

Not that I talk to anyone on the internet very much, however don't expect to talk to me until Sunday. Infact, you can start wishing me luck now for my audition at Potsdam.

I just bought the new Zelda, don't even try to talk to me for like a week.

For today only, I wish I'd not taken AP Euro. That would allow me to sleep rather than writing a six page paper on the development of Sweden from the Peace of Westphalia and the Congress of Vienna.

Why do I need to get out of high school? I'll tell you. Today, as I was walking from the bathroom back to the band room I overheard two kids talking about a friend of theirs.
"That kid's such a thug"
"Nah, he's not ghetto, he's Italian"
Apparently a southern European ethnicity is now high school stereotype. I hate everything.

Fuck! I just broke my G# key on my piano. :(

Are you ever hit with a wave of inspiration? Well I am right now, with everything from the Buffalo Sabres, to Brahms and a lot in between. I know I don't update often anymore, and I'm just ironically proclaiming to everyone out here, that I'm trying to rid my life of distraction, because I'm trying to be great like the people I hear about and see in the world.

I just got my internet back.

I've got power, but no internet nor cable. I do however have a serious case of cabin fever. In 26 days I audition for Berklee, and I haven't had my saxophone for a week. I am seriously fucked. Honestly, right now I really really want to go back to school. I'm on my mom's lap top at a McDonalds in Kenmore by the way. Kenmore, being the town I was seposed to take my SATs in, however they got delayed by a month. Infact, about two days after I'm seposed to audition for Berklee. Fuck fuck fuck fuck. We are seriously fucked for both the play and band.

By the way, someone call me, please. (515-5263)

It's snowing, and I dropped physics. School's going allright, I'm in as many music classes as non-music classes. I think I need to get a tenor at home so I don't have to lug one back fourth every day.

Perk;
In order to audition for Berklee, I'm spending a weekend in either Boston or New York this winter.

So for those of you whom I haven't told, I'm applying to the following schools;

SUNY Potsdam
SUNY Purchase
SUNY Ferdonia and
Berklee School of Music.

Ferdonia being a fallback and Berklee being an outstretch.

England expects against Macedonia tomorrow at home. Shouldn't be too hard.

Oh I hate everything. Especialy my home life.

I go to the diabetes clinic reading all the posters and magazine articles about how I should control my diabetes and not vice-versa. I leave the diabetes clinic taking 1.5 my former dose of insulin. I don't like pumping chemicals into my body.
I could go on forever about how much I hate being diabetic, maybe an other angst filled time.

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Call me a nerd.