So in algebra, I got bored and started writing my thoughts down in my notebook.
This is what resulted.
I keep having to write my name over and over again... Paolette. Sometimes I feel like I don't even know who that is.
I wish my name was Juno. Oh, yes I adore that movie. But that's not the reason I want my name to be Juno.
When you look up Paolette... Nothing comes up. Nothing really.
My name is suppose to be spelled Paulette. When you search that, the meaning is; humble, small.
Look up Juno and you get; queenly woman: a woman of queenly bearing and imposing beauty.
As well as; Roman goddess: in Roman mythology, the queen of the gods and wife of Jupiter.
And then also, the month of June. I love the summer. And I love the month of June. Not because my birthday is in June. No because Father's Day is in June. The day were my father is obligated to act like a father and the day I actually feel like his daughter. When I don't feel awkward around him and when I feel like last August never happened. Last August... When he told me he gave up on me. That hurt me. That really did. But what can I do?
I still wait for the month of June and then Father's Day.
And I sometimes I smile. Suprisingly, I can smile, without having to fake it. That's a good thing, right?
I still wish my name was Juno.
Because sometimes I just don't wanna be Paolette anymore.
Oh wasn't I in a depressing mood today.
So in algebra, I got bored and started writing my thoughts down in my notebook.
This is what resulted.
I keep having to write my name over and over again... Paolette. Sometimes I feel like I don't even know who that is.
I wish my name was Juno. Oh, yes I adore that movie. But that's not the reason I want my name to be Juno.
When you look up Paolette... Nothing comes up. Nothing really.
My name is suppose to be spelled Paulette. When you search that, the meaning is; humble, small.
Look up Juno and you get; queenly woman: a woman of queenly bearing and imposing beauty.
As well as; Roman goddess: in Roman mythology, the queen of the gods and wife of Jupiter.
And then also, the month of June. I love the summer. And I love the month of June. Not because my birthday is in June. No because Father's Day is in June. The day were my father is obligated to act like a father and the day I actually feel like his daughter. When I don't feel awkward around him and when I feel like last August never happened. Last August... When he told me he gave up on me. That hurt me. That really did. But what can I do?
I still wait for the month of June and then Father's Day.
And I sometimes I smile. Suprisingly, I can smile, without having to fake it. That's a good thing, right?
I still wish my name was Juno.
Because sometimes I just don't wanna be Paolette anymore.
Depressing? Weird? Blah.
I'm just ranting/venting/ ect
Blah
I'm feelng better though