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Post by punkgirl06 on Jun 4, 2006 12:25:18 GMT -5
Oh God, I'm actually writing in a journal? Tim said that I should start one. I don't really want to, but he is my brother, so I guess if it will keep him happy it's ok.
I don't know if I like this school or not yet. I started some art work on the wall. I'm sure I'll get some more of my work up there soon. I wonder if anyone looks at it. I met this guy when I was painting back there. I think he said his name was Jacob. I don't know, I'm not good with names. Not that it matters I guess, I mean, once he finds out that I was in jail, nothing will happen I'm sure. I always seem to scare people off. I'm through with stealing cars. Most of the people here have nothing to worry about. Well, nothing huge to worry about. That is, until they get on my nerves.
I swear, I have these sudden urges to do something illegal all the time here. I don't know if it's just being at school again or what. Maybe things will change with time.
Well Journal, That's it for Gab... For now anyway.
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Post by punkgirl06 on Jun 6, 2006 9:45:54 GMT -5
Wow Journal, an update!
I can't believe I write "Journal" as if it's a name. As if you can really understand what I'm going through. But you can't. It's all in my head.
I don't know what this school is doing to me. I hate that I never feel right here. I keep saying to myself "Don't give up Gab. You know Tim would be crushed." Yes, I'm thinking those thoughts again, and they scare me now. Why did they not scare me before? I just want to get my mind cleared up. Don't worry Journal, I'm not going to kill myself over this.
Just hang in there Gab... right? Until another time Journal, Gab out.
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