They say your worst critic is yourself.
1) I CAN DRIVE!! Finally. God I am so lazy.
2) School.
English - Chauvin. I hope he's good.
Earth & Space SCi. - Hayes
Bio - Clements. I dont like him.
Writers Craft - Quenneville. Im so glad she teaches this. Shes my fav.
Spanish - Ms. De Andrade
World Hist (West World) - Siddle (duh)
Families/Society - Cox.
MAth (Data Man.) - Wilson.
3) This is my last year and I have no idea what the hell I'm going to do for the rest of my life. I feel like such a waste of space. I mean, I just sit here and complain, and no one ever cares. I just take in your air, and suck up my parents money because I cant get a stupid job. I thought about being an english teacher, but who am I kidding, I don't have what it takes to be a teacher...do I? Plus, I don't have anything that I'd want to be a second teachable. The only class in school I like is English, well...and Anthro. Ms. Q says I'd be good, but maybe thats only because I can usually produce good sentences for marking. My grandma thinks I can, because she's read some good sentences I've handed in. I'm so shy, I cant even stand infront of my class and read let alone teach the kids that will grow and move on to take the world by storm. It's really lame that I cant just stand there and be comfortable. All I think about is "She's laughing...oh no is she laughing at me?" or.."he's not even paying attention..is this boring?"..or "They're talking to each other, probably about me..or some party that I know I wont be attending." Where has high school even gone!? It was like yesterday I was in grade nine, and now its grade 12! I don't even know who my friends are...I don't know who likes me, who doesn't, who talks to me because they have to or who feels sorry for me and just talks to me just because. My one best friend feels the same way, and the other is moving to Toronto. What the hell am I going to do with myself. I'm too emotionaly unstable for this shit. I need you guys! I need someone! I need you most of all! You're the only person who could make me feel better about myself, and what do I do!!! Why does everything have to go so fast!? Why am I so fucking lame? I wish I could go back and fix the spot where I became so awkward, fix the spot where I hid behind this wall of pity I made myself. I hate everything. Im tired of being upset. Im tired, no, Im exhausted. Im fed up. Im done.
2) School.
English - Chauvin. I hope he's good.
Earth & Space SCi. - Hayes
Bio - Clements. I dont like him.
Writers Craft - Quenneville. Im so glad she teaches this. Shes my fav.
Spanish - Ms. De Andrade
World Hist (West World) - Siddle (duh)
Families/Society - Cox.
MAth (Data Man.) - Wilson.
3) This is my last year and I have no idea what the hell I'm going to do for the rest of my life. I feel like such a waste of space. I mean, I just sit here and complain, and no one ever cares. I just take in your air, and suck up my parents money because I cant get a stupid job. I thought about being an english teacher, but who am I kidding, I don't have what it takes to be a teacher...do I? Plus, I don't have anything that I'd want to be a second teachable. The only class in school I like is English, well...and Anthro. Ms. Q says I'd be good, but maybe thats only because I can usually produce good sentences for marking. My grandma thinks I can, because she's read some good sentences I've handed in. I'm so shy, I cant even stand infront of my class and read let alone teach the kids that will grow and move on to take the world by storm. It's really lame that I cant just stand there and be comfortable. All I think about is "She's laughing...oh no is she laughing at me?" or.."he's not even paying attention..is this boring?"..or "They're talking to each other, probably about me..or some party that I know I wont be attending." Where has high school even gone!? It was like yesterday I was in grade nine, and now its grade 12! I don't even know who my friends are...I don't know who likes me, who doesn't, who talks to me because they have to or who feels sorry for me and just talks to me just because. My one best friend feels the same way, and the other is moving to Toronto. What the hell am I going to do with myself. I'm too emotionaly unstable for this shit. I need you guys! I need someone! I need you most of all! You're the only person who could make me feel better about myself, and what do I do!!! Why does everything have to go so fast!? Why am I so fucking lame? I wish I could go back and fix the spot where I became so awkward, fix the spot where I hid behind this wall of pity I made myself. I hate everything. Im tired of being upset. Im tired, no, Im exhausted. Im fed up. Im done.