I really wish... I don't know what I really wish. I just wish this week was over, or this day or whatever the hell it was. School freaking dragged on forever. Latin went on and on and then it was SH and I had to listen to Bucc talk about the fucking band. Band is fine, whatever. I even liked band once upon a time. But I swear to God if I hear Bucc talk about it anymore I may choke to death on my own vomit. What a sad, morbid, obsessed life. Then it was Giles who- News Flash- hates me and- News Flash- knows jack shit about Bio. Well fuck you Mrs Giles. Do what you want to me. Bring it on. One quater left. Fail me and see if I give a fuck. I'll pass the regents with flying colors 34/35 on the first part practice. So what ever.
Then it was home to work on the research paper and it just got worse. Soccer was ok but then it was back to the paper. And some of the people who could have helped me out... didn't. And once again I just don't really care that much. I'm getting so woefully tired of the way my life is going right now. The sheer amount of apathy I'm expressing is worse then I've ever seen it. I want things to change and I want them to get better but I don't know how to do that.
I don't know. There should be something I can write. The amount of things I want to write is staggering. But about half of them are summed up by a general "Fuck You" to Amsterdam and it's school system. I don't know what the other half is.
Maybe it's wondering what it would be like to different and to get what I want right now and be able to do what I want to do and go where I want to go. I don't know. Hey for that matter it'd be pretty cool to have a friend I could talk to right about now. But I guess that's not in the cards.
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