Yes. So that whole thing about going to my counselors and talking to my mom. It NEVER happened. Would you like to know where my 6th period was spent? IN THE FUCKIN' BATHROOM STALL DOIN' MY FUCKIN' SPANISH WORK! Fun eh? Yes. Instead of me doing something about my class I spent my time on the bathroom floor doing the stuff for make-up work in Spanish. I'm a fuckin' coward, I run from the things that give me trouble and I sit in school, letting the time pass me by just as I do when I get home from school, I do nothing but sit around, type and watch time go by faster and faster. My life is a life wasted. Every second I'm here is NOTHING. It's nothing but worthless time that shouldn't have even been spent, my desks at school should be empty FOREVER! Why do I keep talking and complaining? Because maybe the more I talk bad about myself and criticize myself then maybe the more I will actually start doing things, but until that happens I'll just be the nothing, the no one that no one can save. I thought I would be able to go see Matchstick Men and Once Upon a Time in Mexico on Saturday but NO Nicholas and Nathan are going to be over and we have to watch them and John has a game so now I get to tell Arlene that we may not even be able to do it at all. Isn't my week already fun? I spent the first two days sick and today I still felt sick but there was no staying home said my mother. -stays in corner- Give me my music, some ice cream and french fries and Dr. Pepper's and all the movies I want to see or have seen even if they are in theaters and I'm happy in my dark corner with no sun and no contact of human people. Sometimes I wonder what it's like to be a dog. Do you?