My Disease
Some people think that I have "rosasia" disease. It's not really a disease...it's just when your cheecks sometimes turn pink for no apparent reason, very randomly. But I know what my real disease is. I seriously think that I have depression. Sometimes, I just want to die. I just want to stab myself to death, or kill myself somehow. Hmm...I wonder what the best way to kill oneself is? I'm gonna think about that after I'm done writing...
Anwyways, I guess I'm just annoyed. Everyone at my school always goes with the crowd. It's annoying. Fiona is really different lately. Actually, not different. She's been like this before. I hate it when she's like this. I mean, she never helped me with the Math Magazine, and she never has time for me anymore. Whenever she does talk to me, it's always something about Ali or Hunter. Hunter and Ali. I mean, just get over it! It's not that amusing for other people around you! God...I'm going to think about that dying thing now. Peace.
- Haley
PS: Jackie, what happened with you and Lynds? Are you two okay now? And when are you gonna change this? Thanks.
Anwyways, I guess I'm just annoyed. Everyone at my school always goes with the crowd. It's annoying. Fiona is really different lately. Actually, not different. She's been like this before. I hate it when she's like this. I mean, she never helped me with the Math Magazine, and she never has time for me anymore. Whenever she does talk to me, it's always something about Ali or Hunter. Hunter and Ali. I mean, just get over it! It's not that amusing for other people around you! God...I'm going to think about that dying thing now. Peace.
- Haley
PS: Jackie, what happened with you and Lynds? Are you two okay now? And when are you gonna change this? Thanks.