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So, definitly haven't posted in a while.... Right after our date, I came down with this horrid flu strain thats been going around and I missed an entire week of school, during which, Kenny managed to get suspended for 10 days for calling his teacher a meanie-pants. No joke. He thinks its b/c he's a "repeat offender". So, with me best friend gone, everyone seems to think, hey, Kenny's not here and when is he going to do anything about it? (regarding the whole dead leg and hurting me thing) So, all my bruises that I thought were going away keep coming back, I haven't seen Kenny in 4 days, including my birthday, which was yesterday, my one birthday present I can't get to work because the software on my computer is too old, everyone wants me to have a huge party, but I have no desire to do anything. If anything, I'll probably call some people and see if they want to hang out at the Azalea festival next weekend since its the only day I've had off in ages (I just got off work a little while ago after going in around 5ish). I've hardly talked to Kenny, I don't even have a life outside of school and work, I had a complete mental breakdown last night on my birthday because I've felt like nothing is going right lately and I've had so much work to do and tests almost every day and I'm expected to know the material, I have 100 definitions due Monday. But yeah, Last night, I came home and I just collapsed on the floor and cried my eyes out with my dog. I've felt so unwanted. I really wish I had my drivers lisence. Or that Kenny would pay the fine on his so he could get his back. I realized last night that the two worst days of the past 6 months or so have been December 29, 2004 and March 31, 2005. How sad is that? One of those is my birthday.
At least I got my shell project in today on time. Its worth 2 test grades so I'm hoping it will bring up my average. I had a 3.75 GPA the last nine weeks. I'm so sick of school. I realized I really just want to go to Cape Fear, but my parents won't hear of it. They want me to go to a REAL college, like a university. My mom wants me to go to college days this spring. Hello! I'm only 17! goddamnit.... stare All I want to do is get through my junior year, get my senior pictures, my lisence, pay my car off, and work my a** off this summer to save up enough to move out next year. I guess I can just grit my teeth, and try to get through this nine weeks with at least a 3.75, then maybe I'll be ok and SOME college will accept me...
 CajunFaery · Sat Apr 02, 2005 @ 04:07am · 0 Comments |
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