Adam's blog ~

I am Adam Carlile Cole... and I confess. I confess to paltry, insignificant, meaningless things. I confess to major, significant, and substantial things.

I confess to living. I confess that one day I will die.

I confess to the Seven Deadly Sins: Lust, Gluttony, Greed, Sloth, Wrath, Envy, and Pride. I confess to worship, and repentance. I confess to have seen my Lord, and savior. I confess to trafficking with the Devil.

I confess to racism, sexism, absurdism, fatalism, and privatism. I then confess to the polar opposites of these if there be any. I confess to talking behind your *bleep*ing back. I confess to have stabbed it once, or twice. I confess to holding secrets, and I confess to holding none. I confess to being the perfect human being.

Then I stop, and confess again that even I am flawed and am nothing more than human trash as everyone. I confess to giving up. I confess
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Another moment in my life, and another chapter in my life must be written. A lot of stuff has rushed in, and out of my life at this point. I actually did something I'm pretty ashamed about, running away. Yes, I ran away but I eventually was so miserable just being by myself I called and had someone pick me up. It's just crazy what you can do when all of the forces that surround you in a specific moment in time judge you, and in some cases ostracize you. That was a week ago though, and I feel a lot more mentally stable now.

After my madness I packed up, and went to my JCLC camp in Dublin. It was really fun, and I was able to actually open up. I think I conquered my fear of heights while I was there too! And not only did I think I did well, but so did the Drill Sergent! She gave me a Challenge Coin along with 5 other people from my school during the awards ceremony. That's a pick-
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So I'm officially living with my Dad now after a summer of uncertainty.

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I've been in school for about a week so far, and I've made a couple friends which is a great step forward for me. My school, Encinal, have a lot of new students in my grade too which helps my case. I've made around 3-5 good friends at the time of writing, and I'm hoping I can hold onto them as the school year goes along.

School life has been a little bit different for me then past years where I lived in Utah. The main thing I've noticed is a lot of students have done some variety of drugs, which is disappointing. The mix of different ethnicity's is exciting though. My old school was mostly white with a blend of Hispanics, but Encinal has Asians and Blacks. Which is nice to see consider I had about 5 of those in my old school, and one was going back to China at the end of the year. |D

My Home/Fam
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God *bleep*ing *bleep* *bleep* *bleep* *bleep* *bleep* *bleep* *bleep* my life. I hate every aspect of it. I am disrespected not through words, but through actions by my fellow classmates.

I'd say out of my high school roughly 10 people will talk to me. Now I'm sure you're saying whats the problem? 10 people is a decent amount. Well it's everyone else. I'm excluded rarely they talk at me, and at most they give me a stare or a glare. I've taken this for so many years that it's unbelievable. What's more is that next year I'll only have 9 people to talk too as my best friend is moving, and that means I'll have lost 2 best friends in two years.

Living is hard sometimes for me when people obviously don't give a damn about you, and It's very obvious most of this school doesn't give a damn. I can also for the love of God figure out why I was the one they have decided to mentally bully.
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So I recently just got my license!! Happy times you would think, but as you can tell from the post the pic came out a bit weird. My friends will have you know that I don't do drugs or any of that shit, but the picture I took imply's that I got stoned/high just before I came in!

So I'm liking my pic because it has dots on it, and it looks like I have a beard right. So my Mother then decides she wants to see it as my face on my license is apparently a big thing, and she said.

"Adam you look high as a Kite! If you get pulled over, and the cop sees this..."

So I decided to be the immature boy I am, and I flashed my license around. APPARENTLY the general consensus with my friends is that I'm a stoner, and now they're all dissapointed that I haven't been sharing. >>

That was probably a joke, but yeah with my ruffled hair, goofy smile, and my eyes I am apparently into drugs and shit. That's a
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Why do people always think I'm high, and crap? :'<

Since middle school people have always said I'm high, or stoned, but It's kinda hard to be high/stoned at school when I've never been that.

I think it's due to me having long hair, and spacing out a lot. However I don't see why they would confuse me with even getting stoned as I don't even hang around the stoner's. Another question why would you even get stoned/high by yourself? Isin't it supposed to help you feel more outgoing, or some shit?

Ah well I think I'll be stuck with that until I'm out of High School, but still it's kinda frustrating to be confused with something you're not. Then again most people go through that, and apparently I'm not an exception.

Whatever I was able to abuse the blog function again so at least I get a minor plus...
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