I have just been thinking about something
The whole Pillsbury Doughboy thing could have been avoided if I hadn't kicked him out of my group. And I had good reason to kick him out. He always made very irrelevant comments, like how he was so wasted on alcohol and stuff, he wasn't even in the class of 2008, and he insulted Jacob Duffy, who didn't do anything to him. My cousin Bonny said she would have kicked him out too if it was her group.
My summer started out totally rotten because Dr. Grove said that Concert Choir wasn't ready for a voice like mine. I was crushed, and still am crushed, and only Chris R and Becky Wisely understand. And then my summer turned around briefly, and then crashed again when I found out about that lame group. I wanted to kill myself. I even considered taking this case to the police, but then people talked me out of it.
My relationship with my parents, and my depression, have taken a turn for the worse this month, and I have had suicidal thoughts all over again. I tried calling Chris one night when I was feeling suicidal, but only got his voicemail. I left him a message saying it was a desperate, dire emergency and that I wanted to talk to him. He didn't get my message until the next morning, but he still called me to make sure I was okay. He actually cares about what happens to me, and would be sad if something bad happened to me. I'm not saying that any of you don't care, because I know a good majority of you do.
I have certain expectations for friends of mine. And if they're a total jerk-ass to me, I have to break ties with them. Like David. He tore my heart out of my chest, ripped it up and stomped on it. And Chris R agrees with me that what he did to me was dumb. And so does my cousin Bonny, who waited 21 YEARS before she had a serious boyfriend. I never want to see the face of David Isaac Frohman ever again. If I do, I will turn his glasses into contacts, to take a quote from Degrassi. Even tho I'm a girl, I am still capable of punching him in the face.
This year was the toughest year of my life, with two deaths in two months, trouble with school, me failing to make anything and everything there is at City High, and then me going to the psych ward in May. My life is just too much to handle sometimes.
Hopefully I will get some sleep tonight. Last night was rough. I didn't fall asleep until sometime after 3 am, and the whole time I was trying to fall asleep, I was having thoughts of me feeling worthless and weak. I tried calling Chris, but he didn't answer his phone. I'm gonna try calling him again in a minute. I hope I get to talk to him. :/.
<3 <3 <3,
***-Lily-***
My summer started out totally rotten because Dr. Grove said that Concert Choir wasn't ready for a voice like mine. I was crushed, and still am crushed, and only Chris R and Becky Wisely understand. And then my summer turned around briefly, and then crashed again when I found out about that lame group. I wanted to kill myself. I even considered taking this case to the police, but then people talked me out of it.
My relationship with my parents, and my depression, have taken a turn for the worse this month, and I have had suicidal thoughts all over again. I tried calling Chris one night when I was feeling suicidal, but only got his voicemail. I left him a message saying it was a desperate, dire emergency and that I wanted to talk to him. He didn't get my message until the next morning, but he still called me to make sure I was okay. He actually cares about what happens to me, and would be sad if something bad happened to me. I'm not saying that any of you don't care, because I know a good majority of you do.
I have certain expectations for friends of mine. And if they're a total jerk-ass to me, I have to break ties with them. Like David. He tore my heart out of my chest, ripped it up and stomped on it. And Chris R agrees with me that what he did to me was dumb. And so does my cousin Bonny, who waited 21 YEARS before she had a serious boyfriend. I never want to see the face of David Isaac Frohman ever again. If I do, I will turn his glasses into contacts, to take a quote from Degrassi. Even tho I'm a girl, I am still capable of punching him in the face.
This year was the toughest year of my life, with two deaths in two months, trouble with school, me failing to make anything and everything there is at City High, and then me going to the psych ward in May. My life is just too much to handle sometimes.
Hopefully I will get some sleep tonight. Last night was rough. I didn't fall asleep until sometime after 3 am, and the whole time I was trying to fall asleep, I was having thoughts of me feeling worthless and weak. I tried calling Chris, but he didn't answer his phone. I'm gonna try calling him again in a minute. I hope I get to talk to him. :/.
<3 <3 <3,
***-Lily-***