Oh Jesus, when was the last time I actually made a real entry about my life? I just kind of figured that nobody wanted to hear my mangsting.

But anyway, oh my god wut. I haven’t been to therapy in three weeks and I’m already falling apart. I’m pretty sure it’s just teenage hormones, but whatever. Forget that aspect of my life, nobody wants to hear it.

Alright, so, my ‘n’ key on my school computer is kind of broken. I have to hit it multiple times for it to get in. So that’s a major inconvenience. :/ On the same note of school, I might get exempt from my history final for some weird reason. The criteria is that you have an average of 93 (I have a 90) and get a recommendation from the teacher. The latter obligation is filled, but the previous one isn’t. When I confronted my teacher about this, he said it didn’t really matter. I guess I should roll with it?

Algebra is going to be the death of me. I’m serious—not only is my teacher terribly confusing, he gives us things that we haven’t even learned. I was never skilled in math t begin with, so…let’s just say that the final isn’t going to pleasat. I’m not all too concerned with biology, so I’ll just study diligently for that and hope for the best.

Band is going well. I’m kind of sad that I’ll be changing classes soon, since I didn’t get the opportunity to talk to Ringo yet. D8 I just can’t get over my shyness, and if I can’t get over that, how will I ever be able to get what I want? Whatever, I’m also fairly sure he’s taken, anyway. That, or he’s just a player. *shrugs* I see him talking with mostly guys, but he also has a lot of girl friends (notice the space between the words). He’s extremely popular, apparently. Oh, I’m such a typical teenage girl. /lament

I miss Dad like you wouldn’t believe. He’s been gone for a few weeks now, but he won’t be back until February. And even then, I’m still worried. It’s the Middle East—anything can happen. He sent me an email the other day, and I…well, I kind of cried when I read it. Words just can’t describe how much his presence is missed. He’s the only one I can really talk to without any strings attached.

Oh well, that’s really all that’s been going on in my life.

It’s Bugging Me, Grating Me

I can’t help my feelings
Everybody’s got their problems
I am colorblind

Fear and panic in the air

Somewhere over the rainbow
Breathe in right away

I think I’m drowning

I’m not alone ‘cause the TV’s on

You and I got somethin’ but it’s all and then it’s nothin’ to me,
As he came into the window
She rolls the window down

You sit there in your heartache

Everything’s so blurry
I tried to love you

In one fell swoop it became clear to me

Give me some religion

My car is a piece of shit,

Slow down this is slipping through my mind

Here on fibber island we strum rubber guitars

There’s no one in town I know