Not only did I spend the majority of the day typing essays and trying to study for tomorrow’s final, I also lost my iphone.  The one promised to take care of. Ugh. I feel like I keep messing up.  I’m so irresponsible and it’s just one thing after another.  Traffic citation, parking citation, stolen iphone.  I’ve already cost my parents so much.  I don’t even want to know what’s coming next.

I fail at life. T____T   

I’m tired of getting up at the same time everyday. I’m tired of seeing the same people every day, not that I don’t like them all, I just want a new variety. I’m tired of literary devices. I’m tired of resolving triangles. I’m tired of current event assignments. I’m tired of these teachers, with the exception of a couple. I’m tired of Lemoore. I’m tired of the weather here. I’m tired of wanting something, but not having the courage to just go for it. I’m just not feelin’ any of it. 

On the other hand, I don’t want to leave my mommy. I don’t want to part from my friends. I don’t want to feel homesick. I realize that some of the things I’m running away from will still be there in college, like homework & all that.

But I guess the pros outweigh the cons? I don’t know. I guess I’m just saying I need to get away for awhile. Doesn’t everyone feel this way at some point or another?

That’s what my parents are doing. AGAIN. Ugh, I swear those two are never on the same page. And it fucking pisses me off, because if they just took the time to listen to each other’s side of the story, they wouldn’t have all of this drama all the time. They don’t realize it, but they always put me in the middle of it all. Its exhausting, and stressful on my end, too. Some days, I think ten year olds have more maturity than them. >:(