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design | host - yeah. i'm typing this in notepad because there's a limit to my diary writing because i'm poor. you, reading this, i hate you. i hate you so much. today sucked and that makes me sad. sad like, there's a blood vessel in my brain about to pop kind of sad. it wasn't even monday and nothing was freaking going right today. i didn't want to wake up and i didn't get any breakfast, and the bus ride to school was just weird... not going to elaborate... i tried to isolate myself in the cafeteria to write in my journal about my expecting to spurt out menstral fluid any second and the number of encumberences involved with getting my books from my bag to my locker, but my sister and her silly little 7th grade friends surrounded me. algebra was stooopid. i got a D+ on my test, and ms. hurff says everyone did poorly because we dont' seem to know things from algebra 1. and this is our fault because? so iwas sad because of my stupid test and then she started teaching this crap that makes no sense. then was anatomy... bleah. that class is ok. it's like biology only harder. apush was stupid. i havn't finished reading common sense yet. i'm screwed. it's due thursday. i have to finish a graphic organizer too. and something else i can't remember. lunch was stupid and i went to sleep. my stupid red button that i love popped off of my bag when it got caught on my locker. i gave my whole locker the finger. not lady like. i couldn't find any papers. i got out of my last class and had to kick my locker. a lot. and then my cd player batteries died on the bus. so i couldn't escape into my music... i had to listen to other people, and none of them were talking to me. there are so many things wrong with today that i can't even talk about in here. SO MANY THINGS. i hate you! i came home and was overly hostile. to everyone. mom asked if there's a specific reason i come home in such a hateful mood every day--- and there isn't really. i stayed in my room and did my algebra homework and tried valiently to make a dent in common sense. then- i fell asleep. i slept from about 3:20 to 4:45. nothing seems to be going right today and i feel like i just can't get a break. if i try and talk about it i'll just end up screaming and pulling out my hair. oh and i hate you. YEAH, it's been like, forever and diaryland still isn't letting me update. that's just the... the sugar free whipped topping on my stupid tuesday cake. yeah. um. yeah. i'm freaking out. |