i don't like school
ok so i haven't updated in a while but whatever it doesn't really matter. over break i got sick and i watched probably 20 movies in a 3 day time span. i got hopelessly addicted to sex and the city and barely did all the things i said i was going to do but hey whatever. i got more money from other people than my parents spent on me for christmas which isn't terrible. the catholic church is still celebrating christmas now even though it has been 3 weeks. i really think they should take down the jesus decorations and stop singing silent night by now. i feel bad for my friends that have had a lot of injuries this winter break ie maya mane and elise kinda. ironically all induced by skiing/snowboarding.
anyway school started and i hate it already. i feel so ugh all the time but i shouldn't be so pessemistic. i catch myself thinking like carrie bradshaw in sex and the city. yep my addiction is that bad. ugh her and all her stupid puns and punchlines. i think i've developed a bad attitude towards school simply because i got a pop essay in ap lit. yes a pop ESSAY! seriously what the fuck. swimming actually wasn't as killer as i thought it would be. i start thinking of some pretty random stuff while i swim. i mean i'm kinda forced to. what else am i supposed to do? what else can i think about? i kept getting grillz stuck in my head and after listening to it 4-5 times in a row i got really sick of it and stopped. i bet we're gonna do the same set we did today. it wasn't that bad and i mean sure i was dying but not as bad as i thought as i would. i hope i don't get kicked off. i'd be really depressed and bitter.
resolution: omit the word retarded from my vocabulary and be more friendly with people in the halls
anyway school started and i hate it already. i feel so ugh all the time but i shouldn't be so pessemistic. i catch myself thinking like carrie bradshaw in sex and the city. yep my addiction is that bad. ugh her and all her stupid puns and punchlines. i think i've developed a bad attitude towards school simply because i got a pop essay in ap lit. yes a pop ESSAY! seriously what the fuck. swimming actually wasn't as killer as i thought it would be. i start thinking of some pretty random stuff while i swim. i mean i'm kinda forced to. what else am i supposed to do? what else can i think about? i kept getting grillz stuck in my head and after listening to it 4-5 times in a row i got really sick of it and stopped. i bet we're gonna do the same set we did today. it wasn't that bad and i mean sure i was dying but not as bad as i thought as i would. i hope i don't get kicked off. i'd be really depressed and bitter.
resolution: omit the word retarded from my vocabulary and be more friendly with people in the halls