man
this girl in my class like loves my boyfriend but i hate her!!!!!!!!!! she always flirts with him and she is a total suck up!!!!!!!!!

omg der is dis gurl which i hate so so so much but i dont kno her.i went out wit her bro n dey want 2 start shit wit me.her fam. calls me a hoe cuz i went out wit deyr neighboor n "" her cuz.people just love 2 hate me cuz i hav more dan dey will ever have.

Something with which I've spent more time than is right struggling is, what's the big deal here?

If anything, the record of the angst is silly only because the means to articulate it well weren't available at the time. (Whaszup with my attraction to tangled grammar today? Sheesh.) I can't see how that devalues the emotion a bit.

Then too, I take things quite seriously as a matter of course, and it makes perfect sense that I don't get it. ::snort::

Note to self: Keep up the good work on that dry wit, boy.

I may send this in too:

October (Sonnet I)

Knowing little, seeing less,
Standard fool's existence.
Hitting more than close to home
Why now face resistance?
Day by day the blockers build
What now must I pay?
Optimism blown to hell,
There's nothing left to say.
Tired long before my time
Stars torn from my eyes.
Walls now crumble aroundme
As he softly cries
        Nothing matters, fears nor dreams
        I am nothing, so it seems

1993

You, old?

Ha. I have butt pimples older than you, young' un.

Oooh, I wanna play. I had an inordinate ammount of angst when I was 13. Or at least I did when I wrote in my diary. Should be fun.

Edited by author 03-28-2003 03:54 AM
Awwww. Why you gotta hate, Britt? She's just a little girl. A very pretentious little girl who thinks her problems are brand new to the world, and is just discovering the "I am only attracted to assholes" principle.