Arrrggghhhh...I don't know sometimes. No one that I know outside of here really seems to listen to me anymore. My brother is rude, and wisecracks about me taking so long to talk. My mother constantly interrupts, telling me and gesticulating for me to hurry it up, and then talks over me anyway. My father just says that he doesn't really care. And after anybody does something rude, I get ticked off, my mouth gets ahead of my brain, and by the time I am done and back to the original topic, they are bored and defiantly not paying attention, despite their frequent proclamations of "I'm listening, just get on with it!" And then, recently, one of my two friends has been interrupting me when I am in the middle or the verge of dissertating, expounding, or explaining something. "Sorry, ------, but can I just get on with it?" "------, I kinda don't need an expatiation." "Please, ------, just get on with your homework." Is it me? I know I take a while, and bore people, but surely I deserve a chance to be heard, too? I don't know anymore. Is she really my friend? In the past four months or so, all we've really been actively conversing about is homework. I can't say that it doesn't annoy me, but then, I annoy other people with my "speeches". Not even people that know me. In class today, I was in the middle of talking, and some random boy called out that I needed to, "Get a life!". This just was the icing on the cake today, and that's why I am writing this. I need advice. Any and all is welcome, & all are seriously considered.
Edit: I just realized that someone might mistake the ------- for swearwords! No, they are the spaces where my name went. I am totally paranoid about loosing my anomininty on the net.
~FalconDance,
By Amelia Atwater-Rhodes
Edit: I just realized that someone might mistake the ------- for swearwords! No, they are the spaces where my name went. I am totally paranoid about loosing my anomininty on the net.
"Of eternity, of silence, of coldness, of stillness.
Of Ecl.
He who dwells with Ecl knows of death.
But he who dances with Ecl, he is lost, for he who dances with Ecl brings to life the world of death.
So dance."
Of Ecl.
He who dwells with Ecl knows of death.
But he who dances with Ecl, he is lost, for he who dances with Ecl brings to life the world of death.
So dance."
~FalconDance,
By Amelia Atwater-Rhodes


