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Dear Journal,
Life can be a huge bitch sometimes. Basically right now I hate my life. I know, I'm feeling sorry formyself, but I can't help it. I have an English AP this wednesday at 6.30 in the morning. That, I am not prepared for. But only twelve more days of school left. You know what journal? I think that I can stick it out. It is only twelve days, little less than two weeks. I cannot wait for the summer. And even though it is looking to be that I'm only going to be staying in Texas for a month at the most, and even then at the end of the summer vacation, I am still looking forward to the break. A break from all the crap that I have to put up with, with going to school and grades. Journal, I'm grounded right now. And it sucks, alot. I really hate having to listen to my mother yell and scream and get angry. I know that I have to save my money, I know that I have to get good grades, I know that I have to get up on time and not be late. But does it have to be right now? I know that when I move out of the house, which I would want to do as soon as possible, that I would be forced to take care of money and bills and college. But not right now? Not while I'm a teenager, when I'm supposed to be worrying about how I look or stressing out about a test that I have to pass next period. Is it too much to ask of you to get off my back for an afternoon? Whatever. I'm done. Goodbye journal, until next time..
Life can be a huge bitch sometimes. Basically right now I hate my life. I know, I'm feeling sorry formyself, but I can't help it. I have an English AP this wednesday at 6.30 in the morning. That, I am not prepared for. But only twelve more days of school left. You know what journal? I think that I can stick it out. It is only twelve days, little less than two weeks. I cannot wait for the summer. And even though it is looking to be that I'm only going to be staying in Texas for a month at the most, and even then at the end of the summer vacation, I am still looking forward to the break. A break from all the crap that I have to put up with, with going to school and grades. Journal, I'm grounded right now. And it sucks, alot. I really hate having to listen to my mother yell and scream and get angry. I know that I have to save my money, I know that I have to get good grades, I know that I have to get up on time and not be late. But does it have to be right now? I know that when I move out of the house, which I would want to do as soon as possible, that I would be forced to take care of money and bills and college. But not right now? Not while I'm a teenager, when I'm supposed to be worrying about how I look or stressing out about a test that I have to pass next period. Is it too much to ask of you to get off my back for an afternoon? Whatever. I'm done. Goodbye journal, until next time..