Is there really a point?
The answer is...
No.
Here, lets have some good news before we complain about dumb things. I got accepted to Ferris. I'm really excited for that. That means, I am going away next year, and I get to leave all the stuff that bothers me that is here. I guess if you were truely my friend, you would know what I am talking about.
Well, I'm still dying. My mono is still gay as hell. These organs are still swollen, but I guess you get used to all that stuff being all screwy inside. Maybe I know how Megan feels when things go screwy inside. I doubt it. It really sucks to be sick, I kind of feel really extra bad for her now since she is always sicker then me. I'm getting something else. I just want to be not sick. I should stay home from school, that would probably help me a lot. Yeah, but I'm dumb, so I am just going to keep going to school.
School is going fairly well. Um, yeah. Mrs. McLeod totally ended up on my bad list. I still need to talk with her, but I think I am almost able to not be mad at her. That's a plus. No more leaf project, Im so happy for that. I promise, that is the worst project in my whole entire life. I even liked that crappy long research paper from last year more. Anybody that is in/had AP english last year knows how crappy that was to do. Good thing I am smart.
Greg is being a pretty good boyfriend for the most part. I mean, we fight a lot sometimes, but when we aren't fighting he is super nice. I guess it makes up for the rest of the time. Its okay, I like him anyways. Good thing because I think if we broke up, it would be bad.
I miss everybody. I think that you should all quit school and come home to be with me again. Just kidding, be smart. Just come see me sometimes, I promise when I'm allowed to do sleepovers again, I will come visit you. Please love me.
I wish I had something interesting to talk about in here, but sadly I don't. Oh well, you will get over it. I guess I have things to talk about if you want to hear about how I don't do anything anymore, and how I sleep and watch Lifetime. Its a pretty good time. Then sometimes I do my homework, but that takes away from my napping period, which is very very horrible.
I wish I could still play the piano. Well, I wish I could play more songs then Mr. Frog. Greg doesn't know that song, I guess I was wrong when I thought that everybody who ever played the piano knew it. Oh well, that is what happens when you generalize.
I didn't have much to say, and I think I dragged this on as long as I could.
I'm sorry.
Good-bye.