| Sept. 30, 2003 9:54 p.m. So i guess i'll put off the truck. I hate how i get my eyes fixed on things then everyone says it's the not so brightest of ideas. Of course when i hear these things it just makes me want it more, just to prove them wrong. Just to show them they had it figured wrong and i knew all the time what i was doing. But then when i see myself that i could fall short; it kills. My nature is to show everyone how much better i can be despite what they think. So when i give up my own fight... i can't even explain the kind of pain that it brings. I've wanted a truck ever since i was 11. All i've ever wanted to really drive. And though i've done the math and i can pay for a truck payment, ins., phone, and have money for the week; i can still have money to save for school. Maybe not the art institute; but i'll settle. I guess it's just not enough. So i'll drive bertha till she dies; save up every penny i can, get into school (my parents won't back me till it happens first), build up some credit. Then maybe everyone will back me. I mean i've waited 8 yrs. whats a few more? Note: To all of you that have the car you've always wanted givin to you; be thankful. |
| Mood: Saddened; greatly saddened Music: The computer fan Quote: "I'll let you have the last laugh; for now..." |
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