skipping

I don’t even know why I’m going to school. I’m sick, the weather is shit, the school day is almost half-way over, and I don’t really feel like working at all. Oh well, it’s not like I have anything better to do.

I’ve been applying everywhere because I hate my job. Actually, I just don’t like how I smell after (coffee and stale donuts). I hope I do get at least one call back. If not, I will probably go crazy.

These days I’ve been very uninterested in my surroundings. I am not really happy with anything, which is kind of strange because I have everything that I ever really wanted, yet I am still not happy. I guess money can’t really buy you everything. No wait, that’s still a lie, money does make me happy. But back to what I was saying…my friends are retarded, my school is retarded, everyone is retarded. Everyone makes a big deal out of everything. Like calm down, we’re not fucking twelve anymore. This is high school, grow the fuck up.

Whatever, anyways, I feel like eating because I am hungry. OH YEAH, next week I’m going to this “hot yoga” thing, and apparently you lose a bunch of weight. I am excited!

Oh my god, do you really think she shaved her head? Well if she’s making some sort of statement with cancer or something, then power to you!