Advice Hiatus.

"Cause I feel like running head first into traffic."

Feel like going on something like that. An advice hiatus, sounds like a vacation to me. Although it would be nice, it wouldn't be who I am. More like who they think I am. It isn't fair. Judegmental thoughts are never good. I admit, I judge, but not to the extent where I'll hate someone. Hate. Another thing I don't understand right now. You say you hate someone, but yet you still are their friend? Still tend to them? Still complain about how they act? Still say things behind their backs? That isn't hate, that's cruelty. That's betrayal. Honestly, you should never hate someone. No matter how they act, or no matter what they say. You can just not even deal with them. The more you complain, talk, and tend to them, the more they'll have to toy with. They'll toy with you and it gets harder to fight by yourself. Don't you see it? It's their way of getting into your head. If you gave them an opportunity to say "thank you", and they toss it aside and act like your the one who betrayed them all along, then what does that say about them then? You shouldn't even consider coming back to them. Seriously, what they're doing, it's too cruel to even think about doing. As for others, please... just stop. It hurts. I know I'm not even involved in this but damn, it hurts. Seeing my friends get driven around by your passion to make them weep. What are you doing this for? They hit rock bottom, and I'm one of the first ones to say Hello. Come on.

Split groups, Split decisions. Split minds, Split the condition.

I don't understand. I really don't.
Recently in class we've been talking about Values.
Things have been hectic at school.
F.A.N.T.A.S.T.I.C.S. is coming soon. MARCH 20th.
Elements/Beatstreet Hooligans shows. MARCH 27_April 3_April 10
Rehearsals, practice, session, rehearsals, session, study, practice, practice practice. Damn.

You. Yeah you, I don't know what to do about you. Lillian B-yee, you gave me good advice. haha

Don't think I forgot about you, Gruspe. I hate being busy. No time to see eachother.

I feel like I'm stuck in a hole. With people constantly falling in with weights tied at their feet. Only I know how to help, but I'm afraid. Afraid that if I untie them, they'll begin to float. Float so far, that they won't be within my reach.

Fantastic, ain't it? I've been formatted to fit your computer screen.