too emotional. lame.
i don't want to be here anymore.
i think i'm extremely tired.
i'm finding things like narcolepsy and tourette's syndrome hilarious. it's not that funny. it's really not funny at all. okay, maybe the cheerleader girl who screams obsceneties in the middle of her cheer-routine in that movie deserves a little giggle.
anyway, everybody is annoying. everybody is stupid. i feel like i'm boxed in. and that's when i look for things to laugh at, and shout about. feel a little.
it is, after all, a little hard to come by lately.
everybodyis picking on my today. mr ratz, mrs neethling, tannie dipp.
god, i hate this fucking school.
(is it just me, or does the pinkish dust in the picture make a skull?)
i'll just hide under my blanket today, and practice things like breathing softly, so that my mind won't wander. it'll work. i'll also be listening to pretty hayley or angelina, and that'll probably make everything better.