end of high school
wow, i only five more weeks left in the four years that were supposed to be the best years of my life. five weeks left in the ONE YEAR that was supposed to be the most fun of them all. ive been thinking about high school a lot lately, mostly about what i have and havent done. i havent really done much of anything, i havent made that much of an impact on my class, i wont be one of those people will always remember for good or bad. honestly, if i go to any of the reunions people will most likely say "who is that?! what did she ever do in high school" i used to think that wasnt a big deal, but i kind of is. what is the point of doing anything if you arent going to make an impact and affect people in some sort of way. i guess the most important thing ive done in high school would be...i guess find something that i really love-music. before high school i was caught up in over played radio cuts that didnt mean anything to me, but now music practically controls my life.
senior year has really not been all that great, it actually started out pretty shitty, i didnt have any real friends. not to keep bringing it up, but honestly what mark did was really shitty, im over it though, there is no point in living in the past and i really think that ive given him enough crap about it to get my point across. amanda couldnt have cared less about our friendship, i never got to see michelle except for once a week for like two minutes and i wasnt close with michele and kate at that point. second semester has definately been way better that first, i actually have friends i can count on-well most of the time. even tho mark still hasnt called me to just talk this whole entire year-its true, but i guess it works both ways, i havent called him either-but i told him i wouldnt, that was part of the one more chance. whatever, this time next year it wont matter anymore, this time two months from now it wont even matter.
i need to get out of my house, i cannot live with my sister anymore, like at all. she is just the biggest bitch in the whole world, she makes an effort to piss me off. i really believe she goes to bed at night thinking of ways to piss me off even more. this past week i mistakenly had both of the keys to my car when my mom really needed one of them in order to bring me the car, it was an honest mistake and everyone knew that, except for miss bitch. on friday she took and hid my parking pass so that i wouldnt be able to drive to school that day, well it didnt work and it just gave my mom an excuse to bitch her out. and then off course my sister made up dumb things to say to my mom to make her mad at me, but that didnt work. all my mom did was tell me to try and keep the bathroom a little neater for sarah-i dont really understand how the cleanliness of the bathroom compares to hiding my parking pass that i payed a crapload of money for! oh-and the whole reason she did that was because apparently i the 'privileged child' my parents give me more things and sooner than they did with my two eldest sisters. admittedly i have been given more opportunities and i have been treated differently than my sisters. they had to find rides their junior and senior years, or had to take the bus and i got to drive the second semester of my senior year, denise had to wait until her junior year to take drivers ed because of her birthday, and i took it sophomore year, but my birthday is in december, not june! i shouldnt be restricted because of my sisters birthday. i dunno this is a really big tangent for really unimportant crap
im tired and still have to read 17 pages of cry the beloved country to meet my goal for today...night!
shit i have math homework to do to..ill do it in the morning, im tired!
senior year has really not been all that great, it actually started out pretty shitty, i didnt have any real friends. not to keep bringing it up, but honestly what mark did was really shitty, im over it though, there is no point in living in the past and i really think that ive given him enough crap about it to get my point across. amanda couldnt have cared less about our friendship, i never got to see michelle except for once a week for like two minutes and i wasnt close with michele and kate at that point. second semester has definately been way better that first, i actually have friends i can count on-well most of the time. even tho mark still hasnt called me to just talk this whole entire year-its true, but i guess it works both ways, i havent called him either-but i told him i wouldnt, that was part of the one more chance. whatever, this time next year it wont matter anymore, this time two months from now it wont even matter.
i need to get out of my house, i cannot live with my sister anymore, like at all. she is just the biggest bitch in the whole world, she makes an effort to piss me off. i really believe she goes to bed at night thinking of ways to piss me off even more. this past week i mistakenly had both of the keys to my car when my mom really needed one of them in order to bring me the car, it was an honest mistake and everyone knew that, except for miss bitch. on friday she took and hid my parking pass so that i wouldnt be able to drive to school that day, well it didnt work and it just gave my mom an excuse to bitch her out. and then off course my sister made up dumb things to say to my mom to make her mad at me, but that didnt work. all my mom did was tell me to try and keep the bathroom a little neater for sarah-i dont really understand how the cleanliness of the bathroom compares to hiding my parking pass that i payed a crapload of money for! oh-and the whole reason she did that was because apparently i the 'privileged child' my parents give me more things and sooner than they did with my two eldest sisters. admittedly i have been given more opportunities and i have been treated differently than my sisters. they had to find rides their junior and senior years, or had to take the bus and i got to drive the second semester of my senior year, denise had to wait until her junior year to take drivers ed because of her birthday, and i took it sophomore year, but my birthday is in december, not june! i shouldnt be restricted because of my sisters birthday. i dunno this is a really big tangent for really unimportant crap
im tired and still have to read 17 pages of cry the beloved country to meet my goal for today...night!
shit i have math homework to do to..ill do it in the morning, im tired!