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Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Always Tired. Barely Inspired. [010510]

today was the first day back to school from the christmas/holiday break. it was weird, cus some new people came into some of my classes. and some people had switched their schedules. ohwell. it was still good to see everyone. me and my friend switched phones. since he has a sidekick and i have a gravity and he knows i love sidekicks. so thank gawd. i had a sidekick for the whole day. which was badass. for first period, i hope they changed the seating arrangement. i didn't like it. but i still talked to my buddy that's in there. and then in second period, i saw gina & virginia. nohomo, but i love those chicks real talk. dunno what i would be without 'em. in third period, i hope she changed the seating arrangements too. i didn't like 'em at all. i'm so used to being in my corner and charging my phone. and being stupid with spacek. haha. in fourth period, well the seating was changed. AGAIN. and i was gonna talk to the new girl that sat next to me.. but then i fell asleep. so when i woke up i talked to her. apparently, she's a senior who only has 3 classes this semester. ugh lucky. and in fifth period, well sauceda will be sauceda. he gave us work and made us stay quiet. damn sauceda. and in sixth period, i was actually kinda lookin' forward to seeing ms moore. i don't think she's all that bad.. it's just that people are scared of her. and well we all are. but she's not bad at all. it's one of my favorite classes. and well there was a substitute, which kinda sucked cus he was blahh mean. and then in seventh period, i juss washed clothes and whatnot. watched the guys at soccer practice. go eat at mama rose. so it's all good. and well, after i walked around with some of the soccer guys and laughed my ass off. wanted to walk home. but got picked up by a friend.

came home. and now my brother is crying. and crying. and crying. and crying. and crying. can't he stop crying? can't he? and my dad's yelling. and yelling. and yelling. and yelling. i'm so tired of it.. i don't know what to do. i have the worst migraines cus of this shit sometimes. sometimes i juss want peace & quiet. i know i'm loud. so i guess that's karma biting my ass. i juss want some time to myself. a good nice hot shower. to forget about everything for 30 minutes. and to juss chill in the steam and hot water. and forget about assholes. forget about guys. and forget about shit that happened in the day. i juss want time to myself. i don't wanna have to worry about anyone at all. i don't want to have to worry about school. i don't wanna have to worry about family and chores. and i don't want to come home to people yelling. my ears are tired of it. my head's always tired. my mind's barely inspired.

-jenn-tacular;

"I wanna be your main attraction. Roll camera please, I think it's time for some action."
-Wiz Khalifa

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