Soundtrack:
Oxford Comma - Vampire Weekend
Better day all in all. Yesterday I spent the evening crying to my mom. I don't get it; I'm always so neck-high-in-teenage-drama-and-self-hatred. Doesn't seem like I hate myself most of time... but gosh, I do. Soundtrack muted because I can't concentrate on blogging with random blarings. I'm blogging while I'm in an anti-blogging mood because my mother will probably take it away forever when she finds out that I lied about french being my only devoirs when she checks my journal... I truly am crapola bars at maths. It's too complicated; I have it last class tomorrow. That makes it handy for me to learn from a smart person who is willing to give up 3 minutes to explain. Hang on..... my whole year is full of bitches. Stupid ones, at that. Never mind on the whole 'help' front. Grr. School is literal prison for the morally retarded. Jesus, St. Wolstan's is hell. Okay, at least it's not some mud-grass-bamboo hut deep in the safari sandy desert of eh... Africa or Jamaica or something. But still, jesusssssss christie. Zoe and Katie are completely ignorosity towards me. It's weird, I always end up sitting near them. I remember when me, Zoe, Katie, Maha and Fiona were bffls. They were the good old days. Zoe & Katie totes hate me now. Like.. to the max. Easily hated: check. Almost found Jonny's sister today. She's a firstie. I saw Keev's little sistah in le lunch queue. I was all embarassingly auntie type. Oh well.
No other newses. To be honest.
Braces fixed/tightened.
Owch.
LUCY
XOXO
(another short post, my apologies... I'll shut this down soon...but comment anyway)
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