I feel the need to mention that last night I got two hours of sleep. That's an hour less than I hoped I would magically get, but oh well. I wrote poetry? That alone was probably the highlight of my weekend.

Anyway, back to Monday. Today was hell.
It started out the usual. Go to school, hang around with a friend who could be argued to not actually be a friend, go to my locker, feel immensely let down, hopeless, uncomfortable and horribly discontent as I stand around with people who could even more easily be argued to not actually be friends. Yeah, fun. I kind of just walked away after a few minutes. It's okay though, because I bet my left middle toe that they didn't even notice. GO MANDY.

I walked to Geography alone. I sat in my seat and pulled out my notebook. I wrote things that I had planned to post here, but am clearly not posting. Um, we're learning about the history of London. It's interesting enough to keep me awake, at least. Or maybe that was the coffee... Religion was typical religion. Now we're reflecting on our emotions or something like that? My ISP is due tomorrow and I'm surprisingly nearly finished. At lunch I sat on the floor in front of my locker reading Impulse because... *bites lip* whatfuckingever. When I finally stood up after 45 fidgitless minutes, my feet felt like sponges. Well actually, I couldn't feel them. But my legs felt like sponges. I can't explain it! I went to Drama to isolate myself, then jump through hoops. Fun. Math... I'm not retarded, I'm just getting a 63. Oh, and bonus, I'm shutting out pretty much everyone now. It's probably for the best.

With every glance and annoying voice today, I wanted more and more to scream. With every scream, I wanted more and more to cry. And with every tear? Well that much stays behind closed doors, thanks.

And I just lost the game. Kbye.

P.S. If I post again tonight, expect something filled with sorrow and pessimisticness. Tomorrow's off uniform, mass and The Used concert. Therefore, tomorrow is supposed to be a very good day. I'm trying to get all the negativity out tonight, so I can just enjoy tomorrow. And if that doesn't work, at least I can FUCKING MOSH IT ALL OUT IN THE PIT, BITCHES. :D Bye. Really.