I don't know if it's sad or what when instead of embracing a long 3-day weekend, I'm praying for school to come sooner.
It's not to say I didn't see anyone this weekend either; Bedrock 3 days in a row and I'm sick of it. Not really sick of seeing the same people because it has been fairly mixed up the 3 days but I'm sick of the routine. I'm not much of a hiker...
You know that feeling you get when you listen to sad music and that one boy pops up into your head and yadda yadda yadda moments later you want to cry but your brain is so essentially confused it can't process tears- or anything else for that matter. My situation with life and relationships right now is just spilled all over the damned place.
Not feeling lacrosse tomorrow. I'm trying to get it over with, like why did it start so early this year? Get in, Get done, Get out.
Writing about this is so freaking the definition of free therapy. Weights are lifted as words are thrown down.
The best thing to do right now is to finish all school work and start (and literally start this time) studying for SATs & ACTs so everything else feels like it's gonna fall into place...even if it doesn't end up doing that.
This bipolar weather is killing me too. Like if you're gonna be cold, do it so I can get over it and forget about it, y'know? I don't want to be thinking about shit like that too hard.
Plus, I just really think I shouldn't be feeling like this but I do because I bring it upon myself. I need to stop lying to myself because that's all whom I lie to, straighten shit up and give myself more reality checks. I can't deal with this anymore. Prioritization is key right now.
Also, an iPhone would help. #justsaying