Post by Brookelle Van Cordlandt on Jun 15, 2009 21:43:49 GMT -5
B R E T T
I ain't somebody with a lot of sympathy
You'll see, what goes around comes back around
I ain't somebody with a lot of sympathy
You'll see, what goes around comes back around
» ALTHOUGH THE SUMMER WENT BY FAST, THE DAYS WENT BY slow and boring when you had nothing planned, nothing to do. Going to the beach and 'catching some sun' seemed almost overrated now a days, not like I'd have any interest to do that anyway. I spent my free time taking walks, blasting my music and nearly blowing out my eardrums with my ipod glued to my hand. It was a good way of avoiding the drama back on campus, even though I had graduated now, I still had time to find a place to live until fall came back around, when they would replace the space in my dorm with someone elses. Unlike most people, I really didn't have too many people to miss since I had been to so many god damn boarding schools the past four years of my life, I hadn't gotten the chance to become really close with anyone, to the point where I would miss them once they were gone. I didn't really mind it, either. I didn't need anymore sorrow or emotion in my life than there already was.
» I HAD JUST ARRIVED AT THE PARK, THE PLACE WHERE I usually took my daily strolls, "What Goes Around, Comes Around" by Alesana currently blasting through my ears. I could barely hear a thing; only if someone were a few feet away from me would I be able to hear them.
» MY MIND WANDERED AIMLESSLY, MAINLY ON ONLY ONE
single subject. Skylar. I could never seem to get my mind off of her. I hadn't talked to her in a while, which seemed odd. She never answered my calls anymore, and that's what was worrying me. Knowing her, it could have been anything. She lost her phone, broke it, was mad at me for who knows what reason or she was avoiding me for some reason. It would make it a whole lot easier if I knew what it was, she should know she could just come over to my dorm anytime and talk. Well, we pretty much made out more than we talked... but that didn't mean anything different. We were still insperable, or so I thought. Right now, I didn't know what was up. It was just adding onto the rest of the confusion in my life.
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