hindsight is always 20/20
i really do hate my life sometimes. granted, it could be a hell of alot worse, but its really hard to see it from that point of view right now. im so tired of people... i have lost all hope in them. the one good part of my day was discussing a poem with my english teacher. she's a breath of fresh air in this damn town. oh yeah, there was a bomb threat at my school... just a few days after the gun threat. the weekend cant get here soon enough.