| A Very Confusing Lifestyle |
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So, I just now made this, so if this sounds/looks stupid.... feel free to let me know.
I guess I should start off by saying I'm a senior in high school, and in a sense it is so lovely. It's lovely that I'll be out of my little, depressing town soon, but let me also say that it is just dreadful that I must complete the rest of this year of school. I am so... sick... of school....... I have more homework than someone in the Russian mob has people to knock off their hit list. I also work, and cheer.. but don't even imagine that I'm a ditzy dumb blond that's so peppy my head could explode. I'm about the opposite of that. Today was a regular, tiring day for me, and I haven't felt good at all. I should be doing school work right now, writing some essays for my English teacher that probably should have retired about 30 years ago, but I'm not. I drug my way through school and cheerleading practice, and after that I stayed in the shower for literally about three hours. That's a pathetically long time, but it was the only thing that was making me feel better. My boyfriend has definitely not texted me all day long (what a trajedy, I know,) but I would enjoy it if he did. I'm resisting the urge to blow up his phone right now, I guess that's bad of me? We've been off and on for about six years now. Rather long time, I know. I love him to death, but it's so complicated, he worries me. I mean, how long do other people wait before being annoyed that someone isn't texting them back? I can get pretty spazzy and overly worried sometimes, but three hours, four? or like, days? I mean, I just don't know, but I've only texted him twice, which is very good for me. I probably sound pretttty crazy right now, haha. My friend wrote me a poem today, she moved away and it's very sweet. She is such a sweetheart... sometimes I feel like she's overly sweet though... catch my drift? I'm not trying to be judgmental or mean in any way because I LOVE her to death... but some of the things she says just makes me feel like, I'm EXTREMELY special to her, overly special. Am I a bad person for saying that? Well, idk. I just know that when I text her phone and she's in bed or gone, it makes me really uncomfortable when her parents text me back like the SPLIT second after I send the message. It makes me think they might share a phone or something, and that makes me feel odd... I mean, what if I was to be like "OMG! I had sex with a homeless person!" and her parents get it? Not that I would EVER do that or type that, for that matter.. but you get the point. Well, I guess I'll sum this up, considering I'm only..... a bunch of hours behind on my work.
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