weight bearing
i hate school

and i guess im the trillionth person to say so. but i genuinly think that it is a terrible establishment.

now dont get me wrong. im a huge fan of the whole learning thing, but school itself has turned from a blessing to a hastle and down right stinky.

in the past two years i have forgotten what its like to enjoy school. ive been burnt out by december and every day i loose more and more sleep. when i moved here my bedtime was 9.

now im lucky if i go to bed the same day i woke up.

im sick of falling asleep in class.

im sick of staying up until the wee hours to finish work.

im sick of what color hair ms. santiago has.

im sick of the same thing every day, week after week, year after year.

adn its not gonna get any better when i go to college. hell its gonna get worse. and there i wont have my parents hounding me to get it done. and there i wont be afraid of letting down a teacher because ill just be a number to them.

the thing i hate about living these days is that ... in the big picture. im just a number. im not anything different from another number. i have no effect on anything significant. when i die i will be forgotten. and thats it.

i can be dreadfully morbid when i have a tummy ache and a splitting headache.

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