Fought through the negative to the positive :) Sorry for anyone who read that... I swear it does not happen often. Just randomly and it doesnt last long. Happy happy happy time :3 By the way, I do in fact cuss. Its totally fine XD I just dont cuss unnecessarily. :)
I just need a hug.
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*hugs*
Awww...I wanted to be first...
::HUG::
*Hugs hugs* [:
I could really use a worth while friend in life. One I can count on. One that doesn't spread pointless rumours, or try to sabotage your grades. One that is as eager for the future as I am. One that plasters their Happy Face on as I do and knows how it feels. But that won't happen. No one clicks quite right with me. So I must change myself for others again. The never ending cycle of life, it seems.
Terribly depressed. Long day of incessant bickering, fake people, and idiotic teachers. Only thing that kept me from telling someone I was sick and going home was I didn't have my phone on me. So I hid in the bathrooms and cried for the most part.
Making a profile page seems extremely important, yet I cannot find anything to write. Probably just another effect of my low self esteem. I can't find the words to describe myself and stay positive, kinda.
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Then talk about what you like.
What she said. ^^
:)
People are so weird about being caught in a lie O.e.... just accept that it was a lie and let us move on from that. Not a big ordeal.
So, I had 4 stupid tests today. Well one had a purpose but the other 3 were complete bullshit. I am in precalculus... Why do I need to take a test on Algebra? To prove I am at least on the same level as the idiots at my school? I am pretty sure my grades and courses I am taking should speak for themselves, no? Must I take test after test, proving I am not going downhill? The test counted for nothing, literally. There was no point in it. And I lost class time. *sigh* broken system, I suppose.
Also, I got move in art class to sit on a cardboard box. Yes, a box. Simply because the teacher held a grudge from when I informed her that I did not care for the class and it was just a credit to me. Another thing to help me get out of here and to somewhere that I deserve and work for. So she found the smallest thing to send me to the back. I spoke in her class when everyone else was talking as well. She told me, "I can and will send you out of this classroom whenever I want because I am the teacher and if I think you are talking to loud the I can give you detention." To which I responded, "Well I am not the only one talking, so why am I getting in trouble here? No disrespect, but that simply doesnt seem very fair." Then she proceeded to inform me that I am not allowed to speak back to an adult because she has supreme rule and that she is a dictator unlike the 'democratic United States'.. It isnt even a democracy, it is a republic. And she isnt a dictator. She just enjoys going on power surges. Then she moved me to the back of the class room, far from everyone else, made me sit on a cardboard box and work off of the glue table. Which is impossible to draw on. I am so sick of teachers here. The only ones I respect are my precalc teacher and my Spanish teacher. All the rest are unnecessarily idiots.
Done with the drawing, and its okay for my first attempt at anime, I think. Might put the picture up tomorrow if I dont forget. Off the bed now, sweet dreams everyone. :)
I found a picture I really like and I think I will just draw that with my own flare. Even though it is not original, I will use it to calm the unexpected need to draw. It will give me a little practice with anime also. :3
My family has eaten all my cake. My precious cake. *sigh* Just a little more practice for the next one. Last one was classic, next is double chocolate fudge, and I will make this one so rich that they will have to eat it slowly (:
I would like to get into poetry one day. It just seems too beautiful for me to be able to master or even be mediocre though.
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I love writing poetry!
You would not BELIEVE the amount of godawful poetry I have written. And laughed at. And mocked. And wept over. And improved. And wondered if I needed medication.
Just .... write. If you want to do it - do. Your pen will find its voice. It may sing, it may warble, it may croak - none of that matters. It's yours. That's what matters. :)
Sadly, I don't believe I will be drawing tonight. Have stared at this blank page for way to long. *sigh* there is always tomorrow.
I think I will try to draw something amazing tonight :) Just need inspiration, which this site seems to be oozing with.
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