Smokey Robinson, biatch.
All I've eaten in 2 days is cookie dough and a half a bag of doritos.
I fucking hate doctors, insisting that I tell my parents things I don't want them to know.
I fucking hate dentists, making me pay THEM to get half MY tooth drilled off.
I fucking hate school, especially when I'm failing.
I fucking hate my mom, who makes me feel like shit no matter what I do or say.
I'm so sick of the tired old routine of my life. I need something new. I think that's why talking to Bruce and Simon in study hall has been cheering me up so well. Because they act so different from what I've been used to. Ever notice after 7th bell I am in a much better mood? I don't really know how they do it, assholes that they can be, but I won't question it too much.
I wrote like 5 pages in my solo journal in advisory yesterday, and totally forgot Dani would read it. So I opened it today and discovered a comment on it. Lucky for me Dani is cool, so rather than talking to me about some bad things that might've been written in there, she just asked me how I was doing. I couldn't really answer, because I knew I'd start crying again.
Seems like a lot of people are asking me that lately.
Weird thing is, I don't really know the answer.
I fucking hate doctors, insisting that I tell my parents things I don't want them to know.
I fucking hate dentists, making me pay THEM to get half MY tooth drilled off.
I fucking hate school, especially when I'm failing.
I fucking hate my mom, who makes me feel like shit no matter what I do or say.
I'm so sick of the tired old routine of my life. I need something new. I think that's why talking to Bruce and Simon in study hall has been cheering me up so well. Because they act so different from what I've been used to. Ever notice after 7th bell I am in a much better mood? I don't really know how they do it, assholes that they can be, but I won't question it too much.
I wrote like 5 pages in my solo journal in advisory yesterday, and totally forgot Dani would read it. So I opened it today and discovered a comment on it. Lucky for me Dani is cool, so rather than talking to me about some bad things that might've been written in there, she just asked me how I was doing. I couldn't really answer, because I knew I'd start crying again.
Seems like a lot of people are asking me that lately.
Weird thing is, I don't really know the answer.