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Im exhausted.
i haven't slept, i'm starting to discover things i dotn like abt myself, i wanna go mute, but all i keep think is things will get better, things will get better but how do i know that? i don't. that's the problem. I don't know. i say those word at least 2000 times a day. ugh.
i get to school. People. Instantly judging me. Im used to it. I read all of homeroom and once again period 1 rolls around and today is a B day once again. I pack up my stuff put my sticky note bookmark in my book and head off to art. i get there and immediately realize that i'm like the last one there. Shit. oh well...i sit down with my friends and start working on my sculpture. I'm making a turtle. it comes to the part to paint andddddd....i mess it up...god damn it. oh well ya know what can you do abt it.
nothing.
Nothing is exactly what i can't never do, i always have to be doing something one way or another. Class ends before i can fix it and UGH. Tech ed. I flip someone off (as a joke) Mr.G sees me. almost got written up, didn't bc he loves me (jokes) and we start curing wood and shit. The samething that happens everyday happens after period 2 so we'll just skip to the bus.
I read my book as usual. Nothing out of the ordinary. Everyone else in he bus is screaming about sex and shit am i just sit there. Quietly. Reading. Yet everyone still hates me. Life i gusss.