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I am most definately sick of this year. Everything is going to shit at once. Not only for me, but for a lot of my friends as well.
Kyle's little rat dog would not go outside and kept growling at me. I came home and couldn't sleep... I haven't slept well since around Christmas or something. My mom thinks I've become annorexic. Oh, I had to take her downtown today and on the way she ends up telling me that because of her own procrastinating, I'm not going to Virginia after all this summer. I started telling her that I still hadn't gotten any word from NESA after all this time. And she hands me a letter postmarked JUNE 7th! I didn't get in.
The counselor at Clemens also messed up my schedule for senior year. Suddenly creative writing doesn't fit into my future plans. My future plans to be a writer. So I'm not about to dedicate myself to them anymore if I'm not getting what I need in return. That's a crappy attitude, but I'm sick of working my ass off for nothing. And coach is being hella lame about tennis. Yeah screw it. I'm going to do nothing and talk to no one my senior year.
I am sick of it. Bottom line. And I'm sick of people getting mad at me over the stupidest things. 3 people are mad at me right now when they shouldn't be at all. Most of it is based on assumptions and the rest is based on people being able to dish it out, but not being able to take it themselves. So thanks, but I'm done with it. Screw you guys.
Kyle's little rat dog would not go outside and kept growling at me. I came home and couldn't sleep... I haven't slept well since around Christmas or something. My mom thinks I've become annorexic. Oh, I had to take her downtown today and on the way she ends up telling me that because of her own procrastinating, I'm not going to Virginia after all this summer. I started telling her that I still hadn't gotten any word from NESA after all this time. And she hands me a letter postmarked JUNE 7th! I didn't get in.
The counselor at Clemens also messed up my schedule for senior year. Suddenly creative writing doesn't fit into my future plans. My future plans to be a writer. So I'm not about to dedicate myself to them anymore if I'm not getting what I need in return. That's a crappy attitude, but I'm sick of working my ass off for nothing. And coach is being hella lame about tennis. Yeah screw it. I'm going to do nothing and talk to no one my senior year.
I am sick of it. Bottom line. And I'm sick of people getting mad at me over the stupidest things. 3 people are mad at me right now when they shouldn't be at all. Most of it is based on assumptions and the rest is based on people being able to dish it out, but not being able to take it themselves. So thanks, but I'm done with it. Screw you guys.