Halle-fucking-lujah.
And it's great, because this year I'm taking the classes that I want to take instead of the stuff I have to take... which, in other words, means that I'm no longer taking French. Instead, I'm taking journalism, History of Modern American Music, SUPA Forensics (the SUPA just means that I get college credits from Syracuse University), and AP Literature... just to name a few.
God, I'm fucking excited.
And to top it all off, I have tickets to go to Projekt Revolution to see Linkin Park and Chris Cornell, and another set of tickets to see Stone Temple Pilots. (: July 22nd and August 6th, respectively.
I'm dedicating this summer to my writing, though. I'm determined to write some of the best stuff that I've ever written. I'm determined to get into my school's literary magazine. All of these years, I've only gotten maybe 2 or 3 poems published and they were my older poems back when I was maybe 13 or 14. None of my newer poems have gotten in. I'm getting my poetry in there whether my school likes it or not, ahaha.
Devious Comments
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つみぶかきもの
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{ and the rivers of blood pushed back in my veins. }
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{ and the rivers of blood pushed back in my veins. }
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Moi;; COME AND WAIT FOR THE WORLD TO CHANGE .
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{ and the rivers of blood pushed back in my veins. }
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{ and the rivers of blood pushed back in my veins. }
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Show Your Socks!
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{ and the rivers of blood pushed back in my veins. }
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