wow, haven't written in a while
Ugh. I am so out of it right now. I should've been doing my Math homework all week, but I had other homework/stuff to do and I never really felt like it, so of course I left it all till the last minute and now I have to finish it. Ack. Oh well, at least I know that if I don't finish it, it's only extra credit. Except I'm probably going to need that extra credit. >_<
You know, sometimes I wonder if I'm not deep enough. I mean, ever come across one of those blogs/xangas/livejournals where the author is really passionate and into everything they write, and everything seems so dramatic, and you kind of wonder why you don't write like that too? Just the other day I found these two xangas of people I kinda know who are dating, and they're all obsessed with each other, and writing things like "I never knew I would find love at 15." Okay, no matter how in love I am, I will probably never post corny crap like that ANYWHERE, internet or not. But sometimes I wonder...are these people simply more intellectually, emotionally, and/or socially mature than I am? I mean, really.
I want to go to sleep so badly, but I have to do my math homework. I don't even really care, but I know it'll come back to haunt me. Ehhhhhhh I'm feeling so utterly dead and kinda depressed right now, and I'm not even sure why.
Christina got sent to the doctor's because she had some sort of allergic reaction to something. Blanca said she came to school all covered in these red pimple things, all up and down her arms and neck and chest and possibly her legs, and she didn't know what they were or what caused them but she knew they itched a lot. I hope it's not everything serious.
I'm going now. I wish Taylor would come back from New York. Algebra isn't as fun without her. I have no one to talk to!!!
You know, sometimes I wonder if I'm not deep enough. I mean, ever come across one of those blogs/xangas/livejournals where the author is really passionate and into everything they write, and everything seems so dramatic, and you kind of wonder why you don't write like that too? Just the other day I found these two xangas of people I kinda know who are dating, and they're all obsessed with each other, and writing things like "I never knew I would find love at 15." Okay, no matter how in love I am, I will probably never post corny crap like that ANYWHERE, internet or not. But sometimes I wonder...are these people simply more intellectually, emotionally, and/or socially mature than I am? I mean, really.
I want to go to sleep so badly, but I have to do my math homework. I don't even really care, but I know it'll come back to haunt me. Ehhhhhhh I'm feeling so utterly dead and kinda depressed right now, and I'm not even sure why.
Christina got sent to the doctor's because she had some sort of allergic reaction to something. Blanca said she came to school all covered in these red pimple things, all up and down her arms and neck and chest and possibly her legs, and she didn't know what they were or what caused them but she knew they itched a lot. I hope it's not everything serious.
I'm going now. I wish Taylor would come back from New York. Algebra isn't as fun without her. I have no one to talk to!!!