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you know what
fuck it
im so damn tired of everything. im tired of being in a show filled with goody-two shoed mormons who flinch at my sticky sarcasim, and foul language. suck it the FUCK up. im tired of my mother relentlessly trying to control my life, im tired of unbelievably self-concious sister who kisses my mothers ass, im tired of my verbally-abusive alcoholic father, and even though jack is cute as a button, im tired of him being so GOD DAMNED LOUD.
school is a joke. a big fat DIRTY joke, filled with racist teachers, lazy students, and by far the most pathetic academic program in the united states of america. and probably most of the world. the extra-curriculars hardly qualify as being "extra" since rehearsals/practices are rarely schedualed, are extremly disorganized and insufficiently fill the time slots we are alotted to rehearse, i will exclude the band program from my tyraid....ill give the school that much.
im so stressed that my skin looks like a fucking pepperoni pizza, i cant sleep, im constantly nauseous and i swear to god im having mini heart attacks all day. why wont interlochen just send me the fucking letter already. just tell me if im in or not. they asked me to send more of my work to analyze because obviously the required amount just wasn't enough. they even asked if i was trying out for the vocal department. what the hell does that mean? JUST MAKE UP YOUR MIND.
my schedual is ridiculous, i dont even spend time at home anymore. and now im in this show...this show that i HATE. bye bye birdy. god its so stupid. but my mom wants me to do it. of course. if i dont take hold of every opportunity that i probably dont have room for in my schedual than theres something moraly wrong with me. duh. fuck this show. im going to champaign for robs prom and thats it. and im leaving this summer to go do what i want. they cant keep me on this rock in the middle of the pacific ocean. they cant make me get a job working down the street at the salt lake shopping center. im leaving. THE END.
i just want to sit around in my fucking 600 dollar prom dress. is that alright with everyone? i just want to put it on and look damn good in it, while everyone shuts up and leaves me the fuck alone.
have a nice fucking day
shit
fuck it
im so damn tired of everything. im tired of being in a show filled with goody-two shoed mormons who flinch at my sticky sarcasim, and foul language. suck it the FUCK up. im tired of my mother relentlessly trying to control my life, im tired of unbelievably self-concious sister who kisses my mothers ass, im tired of my verbally-abusive alcoholic father, and even though jack is cute as a button, im tired of him being so GOD DAMNED LOUD.
school is a joke. a big fat DIRTY joke, filled with racist teachers, lazy students, and by far the most pathetic academic program in the united states of america. and probably most of the world. the extra-curriculars hardly qualify as being "extra" since rehearsals/practices are rarely schedualed, are extremly disorganized and insufficiently fill the time slots we are alotted to rehearse, i will exclude the band program from my tyraid....ill give the school that much.
im so stressed that my skin looks like a fucking pepperoni pizza, i cant sleep, im constantly nauseous and i swear to god im having mini heart attacks all day. why wont interlochen just send me the fucking letter already. just tell me if im in or not. they asked me to send more of my work to analyze because obviously the required amount just wasn't enough. they even asked if i was trying out for the vocal department. what the hell does that mean? JUST MAKE UP YOUR MIND.
my schedual is ridiculous, i dont even spend time at home anymore. and now im in this show...this show that i HATE. bye bye birdy. god its so stupid. but my mom wants me to do it. of course. if i dont take hold of every opportunity that i probably dont have room for in my schedual than theres something moraly wrong with me. duh. fuck this show. im going to champaign for robs prom and thats it. and im leaving this summer to go do what i want. they cant keep me on this rock in the middle of the pacific ocean. they cant make me get a job working down the street at the salt lake shopping center. im leaving. THE END.
i just want to sit around in my fucking 600 dollar prom dress. is that alright with everyone? i just want to put it on and look damn good in it, while everyone shuts up and leaves me the fuck alone.
have a nice fucking day
shit