i went to a party last night. it was pretty fun, especially watching a guy in my grade getting completely wasted. he started making out with a basketball after his friend (who is quite a dick, honestly) taped a picture of jennifer lawrence to it.
it was really nice to just get out of the house and hang out with people, even if it was somewhat illegal and i had a beer (i was really stressed -- i found out that i got a c minus on my history test from last week, and my gpa is all screwed up now... it sucks.) (i went for a five mile run today, though, so i worked off the beer plus a little extra.). i'm just happy i left around one, before the cops got there -- it didn't end too well for the kid whose house it was at, though.
i don't know. i just... i've been really stressed lately. but i'm almost down to one hundred, so that's good i guess. maybe, just maybe, i'll be below ninety-five by thanksgiving! i can't wait!
anyway, besides all that, i'm fighting with my parents again. i was trying to vent about how hard school is getting and they basically told me to screw off. honestly, i don't think that's what they meant, but they always used to listen to my sister when she would have any complaint about anything, even if it was absolutely retarded and about some stupid guy. they just blow me off and further prove that my sister is the perfect child, the favorite one. i hate it. i almost hate her, except that it's impossible -- she really is perfect.
but oh well. i mean, there's nothing i can do to change it. i'm always gonna be the messed up kid of the family. it's not like that's anything new.
-flora
