first, my english teacher. i'm outraged. honestly, i think that something needs to change. i've started writing my papers thinking...well, i need to change this because i know that he'll say something about it. i feel it's muffling my voice as a writer. no good. he also treats the person who sits beside me unfairly. he always get extra points on everything he does. he never gets critcism..even when it's needed. this is weird. he said my outline was "sketchy" i will never be able to impress him and this makes me a little sad. next, i wish you would quit acting like i did something wrong, because i didn't. i tried repairing what we had and you wouldn't accept it. fuck you. i don't know what to do about justin. he lives too far away. why is everything seeming to go slightly downhill lately? sometimes i think not existing would be a lot easier..a lot less fun naturally, but much easier. so, here is something i wrote for english that i'm sure he'll hate, but whatev: She stills falls asleep on the left side of the bed, hoping to wake up to his face. At a distance, she looks almost peaceful, but age set itself deep in her gray eyes. Tiny lines surrounding them from staring to the sun one too many times--looking for dreams that had long since passed with her husband. Passion burns deep behind them though. They reveal a vital youth struggling to reach the surface to begin her wild years again, but they long gone now, and she's become too weak to continue fighting. Her soul is dying; the windows painted gray. edit: tomorrow is going to be freakin sweet...minus that huge exam. but i have chess with patty and zack then shopping with nikki to look forward to. yay! alright so..i was having an amazing conversation with justin when he just randomly cuts me off nad says his dad needs the internet. weird.