Gee, Emi hates pep band.
Why? Well...
1. There's people that she can talk to, and tries, but those people just ignore her as always.
2. Every night after pep band she goes home and either cries or comes close to it.
3. Realizes that maybe she isn't cured afterall.
4. Maybe she doesn't know the true definition of a real friend.
So everynight Emi is stuck watching some tall kids throw a ball around a room and try to get it in a net nailed to a wall. She tries to talk to her "band friends", but no one will converse with her. She's ignored. And... she's starting to think that true band friends shouldn't really act like that.
And now she's terrified to go to Disney. Because if everynight after a competition during band season was like that, and everynight after a pep band thing was like that, how is evey day going to be for about a week? Will she have to go back to how she used to be? Emi doesn't know what to do.
She doesn't like talking about it in person, so she's writing about it, hoping the people she's aiming it at will maybe see it.
Or maybe she's just a whiner. Maybe it's all in her head.
Emi hates waiting for someone and doing a lot of things for them and being a good friend to them, just to not have it be returned. She also hates saying this because she knows that even if it is true, that she sounds like a b***h, and she really doesn't like that. She doesn't like the fact that her mind screws things up and that she can't help that. She can't remember what really happens and what doesn't. And she sees it differently than others, too.
Maybe Emi should just go and sit in her corner again and be happy.
But what is happiness?
She knows.
Happiness was on Hokel.
And yet again, she can never go back.
smile
Why? Well...
1. There's people that she can talk to, and tries, but those people just ignore her as always.
2. Every night after pep band she goes home and either cries or comes close to it.
3. Realizes that maybe she isn't cured afterall.
4. Maybe she doesn't know the true definition of a real friend.
So everynight Emi is stuck watching some tall kids throw a ball around a room and try to get it in a net nailed to a wall. She tries to talk to her "band friends", but no one will converse with her. She's ignored. And... she's starting to think that true band friends shouldn't really act like that.
And now she's terrified to go to Disney. Because if everynight after a competition during band season was like that, and everynight after a pep band thing was like that, how is evey day going to be for about a week? Will she have to go back to how she used to be? Emi doesn't know what to do.
She doesn't like talking about it in person, so she's writing about it, hoping the people she's aiming it at will maybe see it.
Or maybe she's just a whiner. Maybe it's all in her head.
Emi hates waiting for someone and doing a lot of things for them and being a good friend to them, just to not have it be returned. She also hates saying this because she knows that even if it is true, that she sounds like a b***h, and she really doesn't like that. She doesn't like the fact that her mind screws things up and that she can't help that. She can't remember what really happens and what doesn't. And she sees it differently than others, too.
Maybe Emi should just go and sit in her corner again and be happy.
But what is happiness?
She knows.
Happiness was on Hokel.
And yet again, she can never go back.
smile
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Mary Ellen in math class and the moniter on this computer is all screwed up. The heart emoticon is a deep purple color. Ha ha that's a band. *Sings* Smoke on the water.... *is the only song by them I know sweatdrop * My friend knew a boy who wrote a song for a charity canned food drive to the tune of Smoke On the Water. It had a lot of death threats...
Mary Ellen is sorry about that. This third person thing is contagious.