Me.
So basically, since I put myself through as much mental pressure as i can, I tend to have no real idea of what's going on around me.
People call me spacey or get mad because they think I'm not paying attention, but I do. Yes, im spacey. Yes, I like to drift off into my own mind a lot.
But that isn't necessarily a bad thing, is it?
It only gets harder when I realize that I built a reputation for myself that I feel I need to keep up. All a's report cards, creative, knowing the answer to everything. Its who I am, I guess. I don't know.
Bleh. I think I'm gonna write a poem or something and post it here next
YOU ARE READING
whatever...
Randomwhatever the hell I think about at random points in time, plus some other things. Also, I am very, very weird. very. weird.
