Sorry for the pointless entry.
I really wish the weather was better. It's making me feel like shit.
I'm looking out the window, and it's gray and wet, with little patches of snow on the roof tops.
There are leaves on some of the trees though. Which is nice. Adds some colour and life to the blah.
I'm also eating a chocolate bar, so that's probably not helping with the momentary depression. Kit Kat = Fat. [Haha, it rhymes]. I feel gross today...I Decided to read the newspaper instead of putting on makeup and doing my hair this morning.
My english teacher told me she's going to start picking on me in class, making me answer questions and such. She feels I have much to offer to the class, especially in this poetry unit. I told her I was quite content being introverted and keeping my answers in my head... But apparently [according to her], I need to be able to answer questions infront of a class to survive. Right. Personally, I feel she is shortening my life by making me share. It's not something I do. She should appreciate and respect that and leave it alone. It's not like there aren't enough people volunteering answers already. It's frustrating. Especially in this class, because of two people who make me so uncomfortable and self concious... I wish I didn't get intimidated.
I'm going to ask my mom if she will take me shopping tonight. For my birthday. Because, as you all should be aware of, it's in eight days (not counting today or the actual day of). I'm excited. I'll be able to sign myself out of class [if I could go into the attendance office...] and I already told my mom I'm getting my tattoo. She was mad, but she understands she can't stop me.
Oh! And m liscence in two weeks.
I feel stressed. But the kind that just suffocates you on the inside... like when you know you have 2838957039 things coming up to do and finish, but you can't do anything about them until they come. And you know they're all going to come at once.
Ah.
I'm looking out the window, and it's gray and wet, with little patches of snow on the roof tops.
There are leaves on some of the trees though. Which is nice. Adds some colour and life to the blah.
I'm also eating a chocolate bar, so that's probably not helping with the momentary depression. Kit Kat = Fat. [Haha, it rhymes]. I feel gross today...I Decided to read the newspaper instead of putting on makeup and doing my hair this morning.
My english teacher told me she's going to start picking on me in class, making me answer questions and such. She feels I have much to offer to the class, especially in this poetry unit. I told her I was quite content being introverted and keeping my answers in my head... But apparently [according to her], I need to be able to answer questions infront of a class to survive. Right. Personally, I feel she is shortening my life by making me share. It's not something I do. She should appreciate and respect that and leave it alone. It's not like there aren't enough people volunteering answers already. It's frustrating. Especially in this class, because of two people who make me so uncomfortable and self concious... I wish I didn't get intimidated.
I'm going to ask my mom if she will take me shopping tonight. For my birthday. Because, as you all should be aware of, it's in eight days (not counting today or the actual day of). I'm excited. I'll be able to sign myself out of class [if I could go into the attendance office...] and I already told my mom I'm getting my tattoo. She was mad, but she understands she can't stop me.
Oh! And m liscence in two weeks.
I feel stressed. But the kind that just suffocates you on the inside... like when you know you have 2838957039 things coming up to do and finish, but you can't do anything about them until they come. And you know they're all going to come at once.
Ah.