Last night I cried myself to sleep. Every discontent and I have in my life poked it's head out of it's ulgy little shell and surfaced in my mind--from school, friends, home/parents, to my inner thoughts. I can't even express how I felt. I wanted scream and break like...a tv or something hah. I needed someone to hold me and tell me everything is going to be all right. It hit me that the only good things I have in my life that I love are Hanson (and all good things surrounding that) and my dog, and he's not even here anymore. He was my ultimate comfort and best friend. I will never get over his death :( Fuck. Now I'm crying.
Since I spent all night crying and didn't get to bed until 2, my eyes were so puffy this morning that it looked like I had spent the night on a bed of pollen. Everyone was like, "Woooah, you looked tired," haha it just made me laugh.
We wrote a paper in English for French class about France banning religious symbols in public schools, and my stupid ass teacher thought I plagarized it. "But it was so beautifully written, I just didn't know." I don't know whether to take that as a compliment or as an insult of her doubting my intelligence.
Today was nice and sunny, I liked it.
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