My Conscience

it's way to big and annoying. i am probably the biggest baby you'll ever meet in your entire life. honestly, if i ever stole something, i would probably cry and hate myself until i gave it back. and i would probably still hate myself. i have way to much guilt in me; i should really learn to just let stuff go. like, i'll feel guilty for stuff i didn't even do, stuff my friends did, or stuff i was just thinking about doing but never did. it's toally lame. if i didn't do it, why should i care? but i do. what a loser.

and to top it all off, i have to meet my group tomorrow for history for like two hours. i barely even know these girls, and they are all friends. they are fake nice to me, i swear, and i hate that feeling. i would rather do ANYTHING. i would rather get my painful cavity filled. i would rather go on great bear at hershey park, and i hate roller coasters. i would rather sing in front of 4823493724 people, even though i'm so shy. i would rather wear sweatpants and meet the jonas brothers. that is saying a lot. i'm secretly hoping that i get called into play practice last minute. that's another thing i'd rather do. sit in a lighting booth for 5 hours. i would do it. gladly.

oh well, i should just stop complaining.