In 20 minutes I have a meeting with my principal. There's a 50/50 chance that I'm getting kicked out of school. I am so scared. I swear I am so scared I could shit my pants. The odds are low, and I'm not sure what I want. I'm not sure what's best. I just don't wanna take 3rd year over again. I won't do that. If I get kicked out, I'm out of business, but god damnit, I'm not sure I can handle it. I hate this. So nervous.
I'll let you know when I'm done at the meeting.
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27. mar. 2012
23. mar. 2012
Fuckingshitfuckcrapshitfuckhelpcrapshitfuckfuckingfuck
I have so many things going through my head. I don't know how to get them out. Most of them are so dark, that I can't tell anyone. It's like.. I'd scare people. I do not wish to scare people, so I just keep all this shit to myself. It's either that, or worrying people, and I don't wanna be a burden.
I feel like. Theres only one person in the world who truly understands, and I can't be with her. She's busy and so far away.. And I feel like I'm dying without her. I hate this.
I'm useless. I can't do anything right. I'm gonna get kicked out of school soon, so I won't even have achieved anything during these three years of struggle. I just can't take it anymore!!
I feel like. Theres only one person in the world who truly understands, and I can't be with her. She's busy and so far away.. And I feel like I'm dying without her. I hate this.
I'm useless. I can't do anything right. I'm gonna get kicked out of school soon, so I won't even have achieved anything during these three years of struggle. I just can't take it anymore!!
19. mar. 2012
Frustration
I have an assignment. Big one. The last HUGE assignment at school. I'm stuck. I can't get any further. I'm not even close to finishing it. I have less than 24 hours to finish it.
If I don't make it I will kill myself.
I'm chain smoking because I'm so frustrated.. I don't know what to do.
I'm just not sure I'm gonna make it. I'm not sure I can do that.
If I don't make it I will kill myself.
I'm chain smoking because I'm so frustrated.. I don't know what to do.
I'm just not sure I'm gonna make it. I'm not sure I can do that.
25. feb. 2012
The Zone
I have fallen in love with some new music. There's an artist called The Weeknd, and I'm completely sold. Really. His real name is Abel Tesfaye. He's a 22 year-old genius. I love all of his songs, but one that I especially like is one called "The Zone". You can listen to it right here.
While listening to his music, I feel like I'm on some sort of trip. Like I'm floating in a whole new dimention. It's amazing. I just love it.
If you haven't heard - listen to it! You can listen to all of the songs by The Weeknd right here.
I know it's been too long since I wrote here the last. I've just been extremely busy. Bare with me.
While listening to his music, I feel like I'm on some sort of trip. Like I'm floating in a whole new dimention. It's amazing. I just love it.
If you haven't heard - listen to it! You can listen to all of the songs by The Weeknd right here.
I know it's been too long since I wrote here the last. I've just been extremely busy. Bare with me.
1. feb. 2012
a song that describes me right now
Lay Me Down - Crossfade
It's over, I quit.
I'm about as lifeless as it gets
It's not like I'm worth saving anyways.
I don't belong here, I never really wanted to be here.
Why can't somebody else take my place.
Lay me down, I'm so tired.
Empty Inside, alive and uninspired.
I'm useless, I'm done.
I've written letters to the ones
I've loved so much that it hurts to say goodbye.
I don't wanna die, I just don't don't wanna be alive.
Lay me down, I'm so tired.
Empty Inside, alive and uninspired.
Lay me down, I'm so tired.
Empty Inside, alive and uninspired!
(Lay me down)
Yea, I feel such a feelin' that I never knew
Something I always thought I couldn't do.
But you don't know anything
That makes me feel life
Except making you bleed five times,
In one night.
You know you deserved it.
23. nov. 2011
12 Days..
Honestly.. I never liked Medina. I still don't. But this song just describes a time in my life so perfectly. Exactly my words, just said with a voice that doesn't belong to me. But here it goes:
So.. If the person whom this is dedicated to ever listens to this, and reads this.. Well just listen. And then please call me.
So.. If the person whom this is dedicated to ever listens to this, and reads this.. Well just listen. And then please call me.
13. nov. 2011
Pain
I've been listening to the same song over and over trying to figure out what is really going on in my mind. I have no idea what to think. The thing is.. I know how I feel, but I'm not sure I can allow myself to feel it. You see, feeling stuff usually leads to suffering, pain or regret. I don't regret. I don't regret a single thing. Not a single thing I've said, done or any of the millions of tears I've cried over this. Was I really that unimportant to you?
It's just.. Loss? It can really rip your soul apart. I really thought that the word "forever" meant something. Something real.. Didn't it? You know, I hate being wrong. It's just not my thing. I'm stubborn and I hate admitting I was wrong.
I've considered driving those extra miles, whenever I was around south. Every time the thought would cross my mind. But I didn't do it. Because I can't predict the reaction I'd get.
I... I don't know what to say.. I wish you would just be the one talking. So I could know what you're thinking.
Just.. anything I guess
It's just.. Loss? It can really rip your soul apart. I really thought that the word "forever" meant something. Something real.. Didn't it? You know, I hate being wrong. It's just not my thing. I'm stubborn and I hate admitting I was wrong.
I've considered driving those extra miles, whenever I was around south. Every time the thought would cross my mind. But I didn't do it. Because I can't predict the reaction I'd get.
I... I don't know what to say.. I wish you would just be the one talking. So I could know what you're thinking.
Just.. anything I guess
11. nov. 2011
Letter Challenge Day 16
Someone that’s not in your state/country
Dear Manca
How is everything in Slovenia? How is it going with that boy who completely fucked you over but turned out to be quite okay?
Congratulations on your weight loss! It's so amazing how you lost 10 lbs in just a few weeks! You truly know how to do it, I gotta admit that I'm jealous.
Hope you're doing great, and to get a respond fast.
xoxo love
Kiri Rehmeier
Dear Manca
How is everything in Slovenia? How is it going with that boy who completely fucked you over but turned out to be quite okay?
Congratulations on your weight loss! It's so amazing how you lost 10 lbs in just a few weeks! You truly know how to do it, I gotta admit that I'm jealous.
Hope you're doing great, and to get a respond fast.
xoxo love
Kiri Rehmeier
24. okt. 2011
Speechless
I have no idea what to say.. It surprises me.. I have no idea what to think.. I think about it all the time.. When I think of it, it's like I can't breathe. Not sure if it's because of sadness or happiness. I just know there's some anxiety in it. I get anxious when I think of it. I am not sure what I should think. Should I fear or should I hope? Or both? Should I try or should I give up? Should I smile or should I cry? Should I even care?
Something in me tells me not to even bother - but deep down I can't deny that I care. I care a lot. But I'm not sure rather I even want to care. It's all questionable.
Something in me tells me not to even bother - but deep down I can't deny that I care. I care a lot. But I'm not sure rather I even want to care. It's all questionable.
14. okt. 2011
Unpredictable
There is a song that reminds me of you
I cannot help but sing along with the radio
We are both in hell you and I
Burning in the flames of pain
And I wonder if we will all turn to ashes
But they say there is no gain without the pain
Oh I feel for you my love, I feelYou make me feel somethingAlive you might even sayLike an awakening from the hell I am inAnd I wonder when you are gonna leave nextFly away and let me return to deathI feel like a zombie, like a living deadCannot escape the fact that I can't feel youJust stretch my arms and reach youIt's a dream I cannot deny is real at nightI wish that sometimes I would cross your mindBut even that is a hope I have to let dieThere is a song that reminds me of youWhenever it plays a fire starts in my heartI could never tell you how I long for your kissCause your reaction I cannot predictI am so scared, so scared I might lose youLike the things we lost in the fireThe fire inside my heartby Kiri Rehmeier ©2011-10-14
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