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Last night I was going to go to the mall with Jenna and Livija, but we ended up not going because Donald invited me to go to that carnival thing. I really didn't wanna go to the mall, so I asked Jenna to come with me and reluctantly she said yes. Livi came too. We saw grace there and her and Livi left us to go watch losers play a retarded sport. I really didn't have a good time for reasons which I'd prefer not to discuss. So anyhoo, there was this really annoying white kid named Michael who seriously thought he was black. I wanted to stab him in the face. My dad picked me and Jenna up at 9 and she ended up sleeping over. Then this morning I was making pancakes and bacon and my dad would not stop yelling at me and telling me I was doing everything wrong so finally i slammed the bacon down and he told me i had to stay in my room the rest of the day. why?
I WASN'T PROPERLY MAKING MY OWN GODDAMN BREAKFAST!
anyhoo. I stayed in there and cried for ever, not because of that but because of things. I never ended up eating anything. oh except some crunch berries that were under my bed. I'm boycotting food today. ha ha. My dad just asked me if i wanted lunch. i mumbled no and he walked away.
I'm really starting to think like Christian. I am starting to despise my friends. I'm starting to get sick of seeing them breathe, and having uncontrollable urges to stab them in their throats. All they do is create more drama. It's insane. we get in fights over stupid shit, and stupid things matter to much. (who looks better, who's copying who, boys) It's fucking ridiculous. I wish I did skip a grade when I had the chance. I could be with people who were more mature and didn't think that pink and yellow stuffed dolphins were all the rage. I wish I were with people who didn't care if someone liked the same band as they did. I wish.. i wish..
fuck.