First of all: I'm not quitting-but someone is....one of my favorite bloggers, who was also one of the first I met-Amber Stargem...is quitting, for good. We have one week to review her blog before it's gone for good. You guys are some of my greatest friends and people I've ever met. Why do I play this game you ask? Because it's a stress reliever. I get bullied at school-a lot. A girl named Kira has hated me since Kindergarten, why? Simply for being me. She has made it so that one of my best friends can't hang out or talk to me at all in school. This of course, doesn't help my situation at all. Another person bullying me (and this is why I'm so glad Rachel barely goes on anymore) is Rachel. It's not so much mental harassment here, but physical. The other day the STABBED my SUN BURN with a SHARP pencil. As soon as I get home, I log on to my laptop to escape the horrors that have become my life. Sometimes I seriously consider hanging my self, but then I remember you guys, and I shove the thought into the darkest corners of my mind. Well, let's get away from the sad stuff. I've had a poem stuck in my head ALL DAY. OK, so, I don't really mind cause I like the poem.
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Dylan Thomas wrote that poem to his dying father. I really like poetry so I'll try and get into the habit of putting a poem at the end of each post from now on. I write poetry myself, so just comment telling me if you want to hear my good poetry. There's another poem that I really like that's about how stupid it is to actually be somebody. I'll see if I can find it for you sometime.