Floods of Many

so, a quick recap, pertaining to the word "flood":

life is pretty miserable for me here in Woodstock. the friends i made have already seemed to forgotten me, except Okie. he still greets me with some modicum of enthusiasm. so, i've been flooded with depression and lots of anger and a bitch load of apathy; i'm no where near Ashton and Olivia.

i'm also flooded and overwhelmed by the new school schedule. i have 1hr classes now, and it keeps freaking me out. i'm so used to 1.5hr classes, and i hate this whole having to do all your homework for each class every night. at NAHS, you can do home work for one class every other night, according to your scheduling. so much easier.

and i keep floating by. my mind is telling me that this is real, that i'm not going back to NAHS anytime soon, but it hasn't really registered yet. i'm not looking forward to when it does, either.

and, in the physical sense, turns out that it's been raining forever down in Atlanta, and now my friends' houses are flooded. and i'm not there to help. Kelly, Cody, Olivia....their houses are flooded and i can only assume that means the majority of those i know down there are as well.

anyways, so, life is pretty miserable. i have an analogy for you, but i've decided to write it as a poem. so maybe that'll be written/posted soon-ish.

also! dunno if i told you this, but i have a deviantART up! so check it out:

http://the-oxyg.deviantart.com/

ta, for now
-The OxyG