Tomorrow I go back to the Hell called eleventh grade. And guess what, I have midterms (FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER) starting Tuesday. I hate life. So much. I hate weekends and breaks and school.
I have exactly 1 1/2 school years left in high school. What's screwed up even more about it is that I don't want to go back and keep being friends with the all of the people that I've been friends with since 9th grade.
These past two weeks have made me feel like I was most definitely being around people that negatively impacted my life. They barely bring anything positive. I told my mom about it, and she thinks I've outgrown them. I believe it, too. I'm sick of being around people (there's one specific person that does this) who think I'm not on their level of intelligence, that they're better than me, that I'm intellectually inferior to them. It's not fair.
I'm sorry, I'm just frustrated and need to let off the steam before I go back to school.