disillusioned
i'm dazed:
it hasn't really hit me that i'll be living under bush for another 4 years. once again, i've been getting the this is such a great country though, it'll be ok. i've never actually disliked this country until now. reiteration: this is the first time i've actually not wanted to live in america. elaine, if you're up for leave the salty, i'm totally willing to get to canada if they'll let us in. i'm tired of the smug smiles and huge "W" shirts. tired of it. don't be proud. the attitude in america is nothing to be proud of. maybe i'm embittered. i have right to be. when you know the whole story and you aren't voting based on what your parents tell you or on morals that have nothing to do with a presidency, come talk to me. when you've seen the arab people in 3rd world countries and you know their history and the whole story, then come talk to me. maybe i'm embittered, but i have a right to be.
i have an organic test on monday. hardest one yet, i've been to every class, yet i feel like i skipped a few chapters, i'm so lost. i'm stressed but not really, because in the case that i fail it, it'll be replaced with my highest test grade which happens to be a 95, and i can live with that.
i keep waking up not knowing where i am. i haven't slept well in a while. and i dream again, really odd dreams. getting up with a cup of coffee in bed is nice, but its not so sweet when accompanied by a side of shortcomings. i need to scream. at the top of my lungs, i just want to let out frustrations that have building up for what seems like years.
yeah, thats me that you hear. if it's too loud. turn down your radio.
it hasn't really hit me that i'll be living under bush for another 4 years. once again, i've been getting the this is such a great country though, it'll be ok. i've never actually disliked this country until now. reiteration: this is the first time i've actually not wanted to live in america. elaine, if you're up for leave the salty, i'm totally willing to get to canada if they'll let us in. i'm tired of the smug smiles and huge "W" shirts. tired of it. don't be proud. the attitude in america is nothing to be proud of. maybe i'm embittered. i have right to be. when you know the whole story and you aren't voting based on what your parents tell you or on morals that have nothing to do with a presidency, come talk to me. when you've seen the arab people in 3rd world countries and you know their history and the whole story, then come talk to me. maybe i'm embittered, but i have a right to be.
i have an organic test on monday. hardest one yet, i've been to every class, yet i feel like i skipped a few chapters, i'm so lost. i'm stressed but not really, because in the case that i fail it, it'll be replaced with my highest test grade which happens to be a 95, and i can live with that.
i keep waking up not knowing where i am. i haven't slept well in a while. and i dream again, really odd dreams. getting up with a cup of coffee in bed is nice, but its not so sweet when accompanied by a side of shortcomings. i need to scream. at the top of my lungs, i just want to let out frustrations that have building up for what seems like years.
yeah, thats me that you hear. if it's too loud. turn down your radio.
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