*sigh*
bleh. I hate life and society sometimes. Always out to get me. Or maybe I'm just not working with it. but then that would be over-rated.
I was supposed too order my pictures at school today. my grad pictures that is. but of course since I procastinate and forget and don't prioritize my life properly i forgot to pick some out til last night which angered my mother and we never picked ones we really liked. so I'm going to have to mail them in to winnepeg. frankly if they claim about postage, it's they're (my parents) fault that they didn't want to pick the damn things out themselves or even try to stay up an extra 10 mins to pick them out and which package. I would have filled out the rest. stupid stupid parents.
which reminds me. my mother is completely mad at me since i'm like the complete opposite to her little girl. the one who was like four. i don't get her. she thinks i'm actually going to be four again. i'm not that innocent anymore. i know the world, i've experienced it. it's over rated and stupid. i can't always be that perfect little girl anymore. I'm not as smart, i don't know why. I think you just get stupider over the years. i know i have. just because i'm not very good with time doesn't mean i'm going to fail in life. i've been bad with time for years now and i've turned out alrite. i don't know. there are times where i just don't understand why she thinks i'll still be that little girl that'll never grow up. if only she knew everything and stuff. i mean sure she asks what the hell's going on inside me. if i try to tell her she doesn't understand. so i find it easier not to say anything and tell her not to worry. she thinks i need help. i figure i could, but what's the point, they'll just tell me what i already know. so why waste the time, money and effort? i just know what i need and want sometimes. ive dealt with my problems for years, why start trying to get actual help now? i'm just stubborn and closed off that way i guess. i know i have issues and i'm okay with that. that's who i am and i accept that and i don't need some physciarist (sp?) to tell me that. *sticks out her tongue in defence*
*sigh*
I have so much work to do too. Exams are coming up in a week and a half. i should start reviewing soon.
today was an interesting day. i had finished all my second period work and it was a work period too. so a bunch of us went to the cafe for some hash browns and then we took like 20 mins to return to class. we were talking to people and stuff. then we went back and then my teacher sent me down to attendance and i returned 20 minutes later. i was talking to my friend matt in attendance and then to soome people in chaplaincy. *giggles* i'm horrible at returning to class. but that's alrite. it wasn't like i was doing anything productive in class.
oh oh oh. I gots a little story for you. Maybe it'll make you smile. I was in third period today (like always) and I was talking to Paul. I was like so I got into this arguement with my mother last night about some shit or another. He's like what did you say? I repeated myself and he's like did you just say shit? and I'm like ya. Why? Have you never heard me swear before? He's like no. Say it again. Better yet say Fuck shit bitch. I'm like what? He's like just say it. I'm like no, why? He's like it's funny. I'm like no. This boy is going to corrupt me. then again i'm not that innocent anymore. i would have said it but i just didn't feel like it. i have to admit, thinking about it- it's quite funny. ah well.
*sigh*
i have nothing else to say. wow. that's a stange one.
I was supposed too order my pictures at school today. my grad pictures that is. but of course since I procastinate and forget and don't prioritize my life properly i forgot to pick some out til last night which angered my mother and we never picked ones we really liked. so I'm going to have to mail them in to winnepeg. frankly if they claim about postage, it's they're (my parents) fault that they didn't want to pick the damn things out themselves or even try to stay up an extra 10 mins to pick them out and which package. I would have filled out the rest. stupid stupid parents.
which reminds me. my mother is completely mad at me since i'm like the complete opposite to her little girl. the one who was like four. i don't get her. she thinks i'm actually going to be four again. i'm not that innocent anymore. i know the world, i've experienced it. it's over rated and stupid. i can't always be that perfect little girl anymore. I'm not as smart, i don't know why. I think you just get stupider over the years. i know i have. just because i'm not very good with time doesn't mean i'm going to fail in life. i've been bad with time for years now and i've turned out alrite. i don't know. there are times where i just don't understand why she thinks i'll still be that little girl that'll never grow up. if only she knew everything and stuff. i mean sure she asks what the hell's going on inside me. if i try to tell her she doesn't understand. so i find it easier not to say anything and tell her not to worry. she thinks i need help. i figure i could, but what's the point, they'll just tell me what i already know. so why waste the time, money and effort? i just know what i need and want sometimes. ive dealt with my problems for years, why start trying to get actual help now? i'm just stubborn and closed off that way i guess. i know i have issues and i'm okay with that. that's who i am and i accept that and i don't need some physciarist (sp?) to tell me that. *sticks out her tongue in defence*
*sigh*
I have so much work to do too. Exams are coming up in a week and a half. i should start reviewing soon.
today was an interesting day. i had finished all my second period work and it was a work period too. so a bunch of us went to the cafe for some hash browns and then we took like 20 mins to return to class. we were talking to people and stuff. then we went back and then my teacher sent me down to attendance and i returned 20 minutes later. i was talking to my friend matt in attendance and then to soome people in chaplaincy. *giggles* i'm horrible at returning to class. but that's alrite. it wasn't like i was doing anything productive in class.
oh oh oh. I gots a little story for you. Maybe it'll make you smile. I was in third period today (like always) and I was talking to Paul. I was like so I got into this arguement with my mother last night about some shit or another. He's like what did you say? I repeated myself and he's like did you just say shit? and I'm like ya. Why? Have you never heard me swear before? He's like no. Say it again. Better yet say Fuck shit bitch. I'm like what? He's like just say it. I'm like no, why? He's like it's funny. I'm like no. This boy is going to corrupt me. then again i'm not that innocent anymore. i would have said it but i just didn't feel like it. i have to admit, thinking about it- it's quite funny. ah well.
*sigh*
i have nothing else to say. wow. that's a stange one.