I need a change.

I don’t think that anybody realizes how hard it is to do the announcements in the morning when all you want to do is say, “Hey, this isn’t really a good morning, and you probably don’t even want to stand up right now, so let’s just skip the announcements, and as a matter of fact, why don’t we just go home right now because who wants to be here anyway?” The answer is nobody. Nobody wants to be at school, bored to tears, or disgusted by all the skanks in the hallway. Just before I came into this classroom, I overheard this group of girls gushing about some guy they all wanted to hook up with. Pfft. Like those guys would even care about them anyway. Do girls seriously think that those guys they get with care about them at all? 98% of the time, the guy won’t really care for you. He just wants you for his own selfish desires. All of the faces that I pass in the halls at school, all of the stories going by me, I feel as if they are so different than my own. Like I’m a poem in a book of insults. Or like I’m a best-selling book in the middle of the bargain rack at Borders. I love to read. It’s like escaping into a whole different world. A world that is often more exciting than my own, a world of adventure, a world of fame and fortune and boys and road trips and summers that change lives, summers full of crazy experiences and young love. I really just want something big to happen, some huge change in my life that will take me by a wonderful surprise. I want excitement, and I want to be in love. I want, I want, I want. I want to have this… I don’t just want to want this forever. I can’t. I need a change in my life, I really need one.