Tuesday, October 14, 2003
how does it feel to stand alone?nobody understands. or really cares. yeah. that's just the way it is. sure, people try to get you to care, but really they don't. i just typed a whole bunch of mean stuff. but decided to erase it. again. i'm such an idiot.
i have a mother and father who get mad at me for making a freaking b. my mother was dissapointed when i got a 90, for heavens sake. "it was almost a b, arden! try harder!"
i'm sick of people thinking that i'm just a crazy smart girl who's always happy and good at everything (except sports and being quiet for long periods of time). but i'm not. would you all really like to know why i'm always happy? because i'm not at home. i don't have to deal with brothers who have anger issues, a mother who likes to pick on me, or a dad who's not there a lot of the time. and when he is, he usually embarrasess me profuesely in public or gets mad at me for not getting him a beer. i know, some know this is only part of them, but it's what i always see. and i'm really upset right now. but nobody cares now, do they.
nobody has probably read this, either. because they don't care. i have to go now and do homework i've never ever cared about for teachers i dislike (except for mrs david and mrs strait... yeah, that's right, i like our science teacher. unlike other teachers, she knows how to teach and doesn't let f***ing slakers get away with stuff), and a mother who likes to scream at me. amazingly, i've managed not to cry tonight. for the first time in a while. but, again, why do you care? you think my life is good. i should be thankful, right?
here's my words to you;
shut up.