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So let me tell you about how much I hate school and want to quit.. again.
I really hate school and want to quit.
It seems I can't go anywhere and actually like it. I pretty much hate everything except moss. I'd be happy to spend my life laying in moss until I wither and die and bugs carry my eyes away to their pot-luck picnics on the other side of the tree.
But no. I'm guilty. And I can't deal with just being happy doing nothing because then I'd feel guilty for all the things and people and times that I'd wasted. What's this obsession with making other people happy, and staying indoors, and being lonely, and freaking out when things are not on schedule or on plan?
I'm not doing a very good job at my main goal for all this, so maybe I should plan in some moss laying.
I really hate school and want to quit.
It seems I can't go anywhere and actually like it. I pretty much hate everything except moss. I'd be happy to spend my life laying in moss until I wither and die and bugs carry my eyes away to their pot-luck picnics on the other side of the tree.
But no. I'm guilty. And I can't deal with just being happy doing nothing because then I'd feel guilty for all the things and people and times that I'd wasted. What's this obsession with making other people happy, and staying indoors, and being lonely, and freaking out when things are not on schedule or on plan?
I'm not doing a very good job at my main goal for all this, so maybe I should plan in some moss laying.