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I swear, today is like the scourge of hell. I woke up at 5:30 because of a practical joke I didn't find very funny, the bathroom ran out of towels and I was trapped in there for like, 20 minutes, waiting for my brother to bring a towel in there when in all actuality he had already fallen asleep again, I had to bike to school in the freezing air for 15 minutes with wet hair, I was late to first period because RETARDED Michael Taylor decided to 'accidentally' screw with the dial on my locker so I had to redo the com. before I could close it, Mr. Sipp wouldn't take late work even though his stupid substitute wouldn't accept the work when it was ON TIME, Nora, Nadia, and me are officially not friends ever again until I tell them where I'm going to be on Friday, Ms. Baker was on my case, Cole Winston from homeroom asked me out on a jest set by his friends(at least I knew better and told him that it was great that he was FINALLY learning some manners, but no, I didn't like him in the least because he was a heartless JERK, which he is and he went back all hunched over), my mom got all pissy with me and I got pissy with her because we are having our periods and it's not cool, I got kicked off the computer until I did ALL my homework due this week which took like 5 ******** hours because it's supposed to be spaced out over the week, we're out of posterboard, meaning I'm the only person doing my WWII oral report with foamboard in the entire standard world cultures class, my mom found out that I was eating more than 5 pieces of candy a day which is the Halloween candy rule at our house(Only 5 pieces a day OR ELSE!), my brother punched me in the chest which really hurt because, believe it or not, I actually have a bit of nerve there and it really hurts when it gets touched AT ALL, I found out that my wings are over sized for my age(Note:what I call 'wings' are usually called 'Shoulder blades', but they look like wings to me, so that's what I call them.), I came up with a super good idea for a story but I have to finish documenting what happened at the church camp before I can start that and I'll have forgotten it by then, my writing skill hasn't gone up since, like, 2 months ago, which means like no progress for me, AND there was a parent-teacher-student conference tonight.
And that is why I am miserable today and think I am in dire need of some primal scream therapy right this instant, but I can't because I said I would give that up about a month ago and I am not going to break a personal swear for something this retarded.
Someday, I will look back on this day and laugh. Probably. But it seems too goddamned miserable right now, and I feel like punching the face off everyone who looks at me funny. And I am never hungry. I'm afraid it's like anorexia, so force myself to eat as much as I normally do in the winter. At least I don't throw it up. Then I would be asking for help. But I'm not Bulimic, I'm(probably)not anorexic, and I'm not skinny and I never will be because I am a singer and have a large diaphragm.
Yea.
Life's a piece of s**t.
 xXBisexual FlanXx · Tue Nov 04, 2008 @ 12:53am · 0 Comments |
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