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I've found that livejournal tends to spout drama, so I've decided not to write anything that would create any hostility. To be honest, I'd much rather write in my own journal, with a pen and lined paper.
But i might as well vent a little, since.. I might as well.
To be frank, I'm quite frustrated. I'm frustrated with all this meaningless information teachers try to shove down our throughts, the uselessness of advisory, and the repetiveness of spanish, and worksheets, and the contruction of journalistic writing. I am tired. Of it all.
I wish I could lock myself in a room with the things that only resembled importance to me. I think I would be much happier that way.
I think that recently, I've relied too heavily upon myself. I don't really tell anyone how I feel about things, and if I do, it's often brief, and undetailed. I tend to lock things in my head, and usually the only release of them comes on paper, paper in which I don't post on websites.
My parents recently bought a 96' Accord, that of which I will be driving. I feel spoiled, and I don't like it. I have too much to be thankful for, some of which I take for granted everyday.
I'm already starting college next year. I'm excited.
But i might as well vent a little, since.. I might as well.
To be frank, I'm quite frustrated. I'm frustrated with all this meaningless information teachers try to shove down our throughts, the uselessness of advisory, and the repetiveness of spanish, and worksheets, and the contruction of journalistic writing. I am tired. Of it all.
I wish I could lock myself in a room with the things that only resembled importance to me. I think I would be much happier that way.
I think that recently, I've relied too heavily upon myself. I don't really tell anyone how I feel about things, and if I do, it's often brief, and undetailed. I tend to lock things in my head, and usually the only release of them comes on paper, paper in which I don't post on websites.
My parents recently bought a 96' Accord, that of which I will be driving. I feel spoiled, and I don't like it. I have too much to be thankful for, some of which I take for granted everyday.
I'm already starting college next year. I'm excited.