I wish I'd died in the ER.

May 19, 2010 12:34

 Just when I thought I'd hit rock bottom, shit comes along to make me fall through the floor again.

Alright, so you guy know how I'm doing this home-school stuff, right?

I opted to do a Parent-Directed version of gym, figuring that my parents and I could talk it out, and find something that I would willingly do.

No.

No, I can't do that. I'm only 13. I haven't got any rights, nor do I know anything.

So I was given choices. Taekwondo, Swimming, Fencing, Dance, or some team sport.

I had an extremely traumatic experience with swimming (At the very least, it was only traumatic to me, and everyone else just laughs), I busted my knee, so I can't do Taekwondo (Ironically, it was Taekwondo that busted my knee), and I hate dancing. And, I refuse to do any team sport for my own, personal reasons.

So that leaves me with fencing.  Big whoop.

Guess I have no choice.

I wish I had died. I really, wish I had died.

Instead, I'll just do what Teighe did (Does?). I'll keep my marks up in the 85-100% range, while being depressed and unhappy. Just to make my parents happy.

*Headdesk*

When did it come to this? Where did I go wrong?
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