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My friends didn't even care it was my birthday. My 16th birthday crying It was horrible. And then in Spanish, everyone was like "oh, Lucy, isn't it your b-day tomorrow?" I felt like s**t all day. and Jackie the b***h and a fw other people who are normally nice told me to stop overreacting when I was shocked by the news that I didn't have a math test today. Good thing my voice hasn't been working well, or I would've said something to them. I was SICKER THAN ALL GET OUT yesterday. All the homework I did was STUDYING FOR MATH. Then I was on the computer for a little while, and then I fell asleep at 7:30. They were all like "oh, well, I'd love to get to sleep at 7:30. you shouldn't complain" Yea, it wasn't my choice. I didn't want to sleep! I was just so sick and so exhausted that my batteries died. Even after 4 pieces of pizza spaced strategically between 6:00 and 7:30.
Sleeping at 7:30? NOT GOOD. And to top it all off, english was hellish. Not only is Tess of the D'Urbervilles the most depressing book I have read ((okay, Cut takes the cake in many ways, but anywho)), it is the most reminisent of my own screwed life. Screwed up by ME. No WONDER my friends don't care. They don't wanna get their lives trashed because I make massively huge mistakes.
Somewhere between the day I finished the book and the second week of school, I got the idea in my head that I'm alot more like Alec than is healthy, normal, and acceptable. It seriously gets in there and makes me cry sometimes. I hate the thought so much. But, then, I suppose that:
a) I totally deserve it, and
b) it's probably true, anyway.
So, to end this nice day, my mother doesn't get home for another hour and I didn't get to go to quiz bowl crying
"You're 16, you're beautiful, and you're mine"
~nepie
 nepie · Wed Sep 20, 2006 @ 12:27am · 2 Comments |
Me, just kickin' back at home. Sad 'cause I don't really have any friends at school.