"Time waits for no one..."

Track 9 of Further Seems Forever's CD, How To Start a Fire.

I didn't have much time to dwell and such today, which is good. Today was really short and rushed. 30-minute periods....are good for the soul. School started at 10 and I was stilll late. There just ain't no stoppin' the sleep machine. Sleep Machine. Caps. Because its my title now. Anyway, so yeah. When I got home from school my mom had me go buy us some lunch and then when I got home, we had to go immediately to pick up my sister, then I had to go immediately to pick up my cousins then, we all had to go immediately to get my glasses because they're trippy. And I didn't get them anyway. Because no one knows what's wrong with it. Fuckin' A. Dumb optometrists at the optometry place. Do a good job.

But yeah, see I didn't really have much time to want to kill myself today, so I don't need to talk about it. So I won't.

Let's just go to the little reflection/angry section I like to call the last part of my entries. I don't have anything really. Just, I think my teachers this year are awesome. I would like to choose, though, if I had the chance, that would awesome. A gift from God, maybe even. My mom was telling me how she asked God for strength today. I don't know why, but it makes me feel really really bad. Because she believes in it so much. And I believe in it just the same, but I think I believe practically. If its anything. I mean, I pray for things to happen, but I don't exactly expect them to happen. Because I know that even if you wish on a star to be rich or for that guy to fall in love with you all of a sudden, it ain't gonna happen. But my mom believes in it. And that's good for her. Good for all of us, I guess.

The end.