Man, life is confusing! My cousin Matthew came back to town and my parents are freaking out because they think he's dangerous. Who cares if he does drugs and used to steal things? There has to be a reason. My parents say it's because he was never disciplined. I think it's a different reason. They don't know if he's having a silent battle with himself. Usually something is wrong in their life that causes them to do that. I know he's a good person deep down, everyone is. Just sometimes it doesn't always show, and sometimes it never shows. And then my sister has just become a totally city snob a**. She thought that we wouldn't care if my dog died. He's like my best friend. I can tell him anything and he listens (or at least pretends to) and will never tell a soul what I said. But my notebook is the same way. Together we're a best friend trio. And I would talk about Josh and Cody, but I think they've gotten enough attention for now. Not all my problems in life have to do with them. I kinda like this journal. I can say all my ******** up theories without someone saying they're messed up. Because I need a way for them to get out because they all get backed up in my head and it stresses me out because no one thinks the same as my philosophies and theories. It's odd how talking about one thing will change into a sub-topic which will somehow lead to something else related to that and by the time you're done you're talking about something completely different. I wonder if it's true when my third grade teacher said I think differently from most people? That might explain why nobody believes any of my theories are true. Well, I believe this is enough for now.
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