Don't Wake Me Up
I hate getting up in the mornings. Despise it, actually. School is the same as always, a day of zombification. It has no substance. Math is hell..."x equals this". So who cares? Maybe an engineer, but I'm as far from an engineer as you can get. Chemistry is just as meaningless to me, but at least it has more substance to it....I don't feel completely dead in that class.
Why can't we have stimulating classes? Why did I have to go through two years of P.E., that I did nearly no excersize in? We just learned about stupid sports. Why couldn't they teach us Judo or Yoga...why not use the budget for a swimming pool? Oh, wait...I forgot. We are a poor, stupid school.
I'm just so frustrated with everything. It's only two weeks into school, and already I feel the need to light something on fire or stab my own eye out. Maybe even break something and scream as loud as I can while doing it. I don't think that's healthy, or safe even.
I think I cried yesterday for no reason. I'm not emo or anything, I just felt the weirdest urge to burst into tears. It must be one of those teenager things, but it was ridiculous nonetheless. I feel like a piece of garbage on the curb lately, and I don't even have a true reason for it.
I'm just glad tomorrow is Friday...one more day. One more day and I get liberation of two days...
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