so, i was remembering my high skool days, and i found these

[spooky_nine]

you hate me,
you hate me because I'm not thin enough,
you hate me,
you hate me because I'm not blond enough,
you hate me,
you hate me because I'm not tall enough,
you hate me,
you hate me because I don't talk enough,
but maybe you're too thin,
and maybe you're too blond,
and maybe you're too tall,
and maybe you talk too much.
just maybe, I'm not the problem...

-written sophomore year



don't forget to flaunt your figure
in Abercrombie and Fitch
even if you don't know why
at least everyone will think you're rich

everyone wants to be you
laugh because no one else measures up
remember that you are wanted
because no one dares to interrupt

you don't need to be smart
get the answers from a nerd
even if you say something dumb
you are guaranteed to be heard

don't forget to play sports
you don't want to let the guys down
it's easy to stab your friends in the back
when no one else sees them drown

now this is the most important thing
all these guidelines for being cool
that you have followed all your life
mean absolutely NOTHING after high school.

-written freshman year



yeah, so, they're dumb, but i like them.

Comments

[kohler.livejournal.com]

I liiiiike 'em.

[spooky-nine.livejournal.com]

[blushes] thanks.

[universeax.livejournal.com]

i like them

i especially like the last line in the first poem...

but you know i was going to like them anyways

*LOVE*

[spooky-nine.livejournal.com]

you're biased. ;)

look at my new icon!!! i'm in love w/ it.

[LOVE right back atcha]

[http://users.livejournal.com/_keyser__soze_/]

Hahaha, that was the best part of high school, I would say, once it was over, absolutely NOTHING at all that happened during high school meant anything at all. Everything I ever stressed over, everything I ever worried about, it was all gone the day after graduation, it was Wonderful.

I like them too

[dullglitter.livejournal.com]

I need to right more...really kellye...im thinking about taking you up on your offers of stabbing me. I can write about trust betrayed.