Life totally sucks for me now. I think I may have broken my computer because I accidentally put the headphone jack into a USB port. I am really upset too because I did this while finishing the post right below this one. I didn’t get that published last night because the stupid computer thing. So it is published for you now. It is mostly more of the same whining and bitching because I don’t get everything I want in life. You understand. Anyway, I'm in Mr. Dries class again. He is so the coolest teacher ever. And he is hella funny. This man rocks. He deserves medals and such. I love his class, it is just too funny. Well, I’m guessing David didn't read my posts from before. HE is still just being all... normal. I guess that this is good. I don’t want to ruin everything. But it is hard, as you all know. It is hard to deal with all of this. And this keyboard is nowhere near as cool as mine. Man, I love pop-tarts. These are the food of the gods. Strawberry frosted. Why bother with anything else? Man, David, this sucks. I hate this. I hate being so school girl crush about this. And Pieter was being an asshole. I don’t know why he must be like this. He told me he doesn't love me, doesn’t hate so I am guessing that he is indifferent to me. I guess it hurts me that everybody loves Ashley more than they like me. Ashley is so... egh, loved by everybody. I am just on the side. Even David liked Ashley. He didn’t like me until he found out he could get something from me. SO I am unimportant to everybody. I guess I was right at first, I dot really matter. Never have and maybe I never will. I guess I always thought of Pieter as a close friend. I always thought that he would be there for me. But I guess not. He just sees me as a passing friend. Nothing important. ARGH!!! I should stop wallowing in my self pity. I have a good life. Ashley and Heather love me. I don’t need anybody. It is juts nice to have to company, you know? I hope you do. We all go through stuff like this in life and these days, with everybody and their mother having more problems than I do, I really shouldn’t complain. Whenever I say I have a problem, I have something wrong with me, people will turn around and tell me that they have it worse and they know people who have it worse and my life is comparatively perfect. That is so mean. I hate to hear that type of shit. I hate to have to think that my life feels this bad to me and I really have nothing to complain about in their minds. I do have a reason to be how I am. I just don’t want to tell everyone about what has happened to me. Sometimes it slips out and someone new finds out about it but not often. I don’t share my whole life with everyone. I try not to. I try to do a lot. I try and stop a lot too. I don’t know if I want to stop liking David. I guess I really don’t. If I did want to stop, do you think I would have? I guess. I am so tired of everything. I have to do my fucking blog from my Bio class. I really have nothing better to do but this. I guess I really don’t matter to anyone at all. I just thought I did for so long. AT this point I am pretty much dragging this post along for the sake of boredom. I have nothing else to do. Nobody talks to me and I don’t want to talk to them. Not really at least. There is one guy in the class who seems pretty cool. Bryan Thill. I remember his name because, while passing out papers in class, I kept forgetting his name and I said I would remember. So I did. Of course. I always try to do what I say I will. Hell, I got Amanda's blog running in less than a day. Template and all. I did it. So she has a blog too now and I got it all up and running because I said I would. I think the bell may ring soon. I should probably spell check this now and get going. Or I can wait and be late to Socio. Hmm, Mr. Cava can wait. Not for long though, he kinda scares me. And I think we have to take more notes today. So I think I will wrap this up now. Oh yeah, after school today, I am going out with Amanda, Ashley and maybe Farin's crew. It is Farin's birthday today so we may go out to eat with her because Farin is bomb dizzle. I love that girl. She is so funny and nice and all. I miss being loved. I wish I could go back to it. Any way. Later.
She falls apart
Might as well
Nothing is wasteful.
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