School is out.

I haven't posted in a long time, I know.
GAHD a lot has happened...

Near brushes with extreme embarassment, and several close encounters with public humiliation, but I'm alive! WHOOOO!
I'd rather be on Tumblr, so I'll keep this short.

I'm going to miss my friends (Awww who am I kidding there's no plural), but hopefully switching schools will make things better for me. The whole private school thing wasn't really the scene for me anyway.

Soft. Lots of It.

I'm feeling very fragile today. Soft.

Like a cloud.

I will write a poem about feeling fragile.

The Song of Soft

What if I can’t

            mend this tender heart?

How many drifting days

            to heal these scars?

Please don’t go back to sleep.

I miss you already.

Kiss me, gently.

Pick me up, lightly.

Carry me, tearfully.

            Don’t drop me.

            We all float down.

Ed Sheeran is a wonderful person. Because he is very original.

I will try to be original.

Kingdom of Disgrace

On the shores of the saltiest stream

Liv’d a young woman of bizarre

She told her stories with a dead tongue

And a heavy heart

She knew the legends of when sorrow reigned

Her walls were filled with stories

Of conspiracies and theories and fallen kings

Kept alive by feeble lungs and whispering allegories.

One night he came, a dark night it was, and he chose to kill them all

One by one, the stories feel dead

As did the young woman of bizarre

But this wasn’t the end, for the troublesome stories led on

Their lives of uncanny immortality

They live in the hearts of you and I

Distressing the demons, the angels, and lastly, the fallen enemy.

You sing the song, but it is a story

The most famous story of them all

It tells the story of a woman of bizarre

Who wasn’t dead at all.

Yes. I feel soft.
Despite the tumble and echoing crashes of my rhymes which do not make sense.
I like this feeling.
Softness....
....
whispers.

First day of School.

'Twas the week before school began, and all through the house -
People were in mourning, and sleeping in.

I DON'T WANNA GO TO SCHOOL BLAHA HAHA HAAAAA :'( ....... DON'T DO THIS TO ME CRUEL WORLD.

Above: Your average child.
Below: Me

YAYYY! Schooooool! FINALLY! I heart academics!
I will have so much FUN! Summer was such a FLOP.

>sigh<

I'm going to go to sleep. I think life is getting to my head.
Thank you for caring...
Or not...

If you arrived at this blog by accident, chances are that you are sane.
If you came LOOKING for this blog, you don't exist.
Remember? Nobody cares? Yeah... That's it.

Errr...

I've been getting a lot of those awkward silences lately. If you have a habit of talking to yourself, you know what I mean.

'Hey! I remember you!'
'.......'
'Your name was.... Yeah! My name is......'
'.......'

TALK TO ME! I'm not that repulsive, am I?
>Sniffs T-Shirt<
Strawberries from today's shower!
So it's not body odor then.

I'm such a loner, no joke. Look at this. I created a blog so I would receive some attention, and what do I   get? 20 PAGE VIEWS by only ME! WoW. This should tell me something about myself.

I could tell you my life story, but who is listening? ME!

Oh, me, do you remember that time when I forgot to wear my pants to school! I laughed so hard at me when I read that story 10 years later and wrote it on a blog that I am reading all alone, laughing at my own jokes. LOLOLOLOLOLOL.

Ugh.

Post-Graduation Sentimentality

Well, my graduation went rather well. I made a speech.  If the stalker within you is wondering what I graduated from, I am afraid my subliminal conscience advises me to not disclose that kind of information.

All of my friends are moving to another school, and it makes me rather sad. I hate it when things are perfectly fine and they start to change - like you don't know what could happen tomorrow?

I know a responsible adult who tells me that change is a part of human nature and we have to learn to accept it. She says that it is natural for humans to have a need to know ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING thus the reason why we often stumble upon information that negatively impacts our psyche, and we realize, too late, it was best not to know.

Today I am feeling philosophical and took it upon myself to enlighten readers on the benefit of WONDERING.

Love you forever,
headintheclouds

Thank you for wondering.

Happy Birthday to Me

Hello again.
I am one year closer to death.
Statistics show that the number of birthdays you have decides how long you live. Did you know I was born on my birthday? Turns out you learn something new everyday.

To anybody who cares, yay me.

To all those who don't care, I REALLY don't blame you.
Pfft. I am so bored. Who am I kidding?

My First Blog

Hello, all you stalkers out there.
First,  let me remind you that I have no information you could possibly want to know. In short, I am a nobody.  If you still want to stalk me, knock yourself out. I have always wanted to feel important!
Secondly, I am invisible. You don't know me, probably. I know you, though, and if I don't, I will soon find out EXACTLY who you are, so watch what you say....!
If you are reading this, that is SO AWESOME.
Do you know that this is the first time I have ever made a blog! I think this is a chance for me to blow off my head about everything I wanted to say but really couldn't.
Let's start you off, fellow stalker. (Yes, I stalk people too. Amazing how many things you can find out this way, right?)
So...
1. I am a bibliophile. Never read a book I didn't like, except maybe the Yearling. UGHHHH. Don't even get me started.
2. That's all I have really established about myself.
So... here I go, on my journey to self-actualization. I welcome you to a place where you can hear me ramble for free.

-HeadintheClouds