Yesterday, my folks went to Metro and Selgros to buy stuff; I hate shopping, so I didn`t attend them. They bought me copybooks. The Maths ones have ‘WILD’ written on them. ‘WILD’… on my 12th grade copybooks. Wild my ass, I won`t even be able to breathe, I`ll be sprouted from two sides, teachers and parents, the pressure, the expectations, the suffer… I`m horrified. Come to think of it, I don`t even want to imagine how many times I will wish I was never born.
The summer`s ending and I didn`t draw the line. I still don`t know where I stand in my ‘path’ towards college and I hate people who have all their life figured out… being all proud that they know their way and thinking “OMG, how come you still don`t know ?!”. Well fuck you all, I don`t.
Today I was thinking of giving up FânFest for many reasons, until I came across this:It`s just a silly Yahoo! Doodle drawing, but it meant so much when it was made… I don`t have the heart to stay home, even if I`m so not excited about the event. ‘What the hell is wrong with her ?’, you might ask yourselves. Maybe she doesn`t know either. Maybe she`s making up reasons, maybe she`s just in a bad mood, maybe is all I have now.
If you think this is a fucked up post in which I`m going through some depression, wait `till school starts.