I'm sick of hearing about how sad everyone is that Ryan Dunn died.
Quite honestly, he sounds like a complete jackass (cwutididthere) to have chose drunk driving and I don't feel very much sympathy for him at all. I feel sorry for his friends and family that he put them through so much misery, but not him. Drunk driving is pretty much a death wish and he chose to do it. It was selfish and completely stupid, worse than most of the stunts they do. If anything, the public should rejoice in the fact that he didn't kill anyone else with his stupidity. You'd think a 40 year old would know better?

Pretty much all people talked about at lunch on Monday was how they spent their father's day and how sad they are about Ryan Dunn dying. The entire time I sat there thinking, it's people like Ryan Dunn that are the reason I couldn't do anything for father's day.

But will the public learn from his mistake? Nope, probably not. Morons.

Everything is really, really weird right now.

You're a fucking shitbag is all.

I'm in a really good mood :)
It's weird, my morning was off to a typically bad start- my mom and brother fight almost as much as nearly divorced parents do which makes for a lot of tension, korrin AND emily both stayed home today, I didn't really talk to anyone until english, I saw mat and nicole together as usual, I've had a bitch of a headache all day today and yesterday, and then during history I was talking to telfer and jared kept coming up in conversation and then he was playing some of their songs and kjnfdkjngf that made me sad, and then we were talking about battle of the bands in science, which by that point for some reason I felt like curling up in my bed and sleeping for a month or just crying, then I started listening to really depressing music

BUT SOMEHOW NONE OF THAT EVEN MATTERED. Even when I was really sad, I wasn't sad enough to exclude myself from conversations or smile.

I don't even know. It would typically be a shitty day but for some reason I just had a good mood lingering around me. I'm scared for it to slip. I'm always so afraid of being happy, it just seems to run away so quickly.

on another note, I wish my english teacher would assign more journal assignments. I like trying to open up and explain things to her, but at the same time keep it neat and structured.

I swear I'm the only person in the country who actually liked and misses careers class.
It was just so nice to be able to sit at a computer for a full period, headphones in, getting shit done, being focused, and thinking about the future, learning about jobs that interest me.
It was a daily reminder that one day, the high school bullshit will pass. I'll grow up and hopefully do something that makes me happy. I'll be experiencing freedom. Yes, there'll be plenty of stress and responsibility, but it would keep me busy.
I wouldn't spend my weekends like this, at home the entire time trying to get the fuck away from my thoughts.

This semester kind of sucks, class wise. I have art which is nice because I can zone out and listen to music or talk to korrin, but then the other three... English, I actually listen to my teacher sometimes, but other times I zone out and think about stuff and I can't really listen to my ipod. History, I zone out majorly, and same with science. None of my classes really require focus, and I just wish I had something to focus on.

I'm not even looking forward to the summer because I know there'll be a lot of days where I'm at home doing absolutely nothing, and probably thinking about last summer.

I hate this. My brain's been doing that cycling thing all weekend that Craig from IKOAFS does.

KNFKJDNGKFDJG MY BRAIN NEEDS TO SHUT DOWN, I AM SICK OF IT'S SHIT.

Here's a piece of my mind.

I'm fucking sad. One little slip up brings in a whole slew of horrible past memories and experiences and the thoughts get all overwhelming again. I can't sleep it off anymore. I need a distraction to get away from all of this because I really don't know how to solve things.

I know I'll get over it all eventually though, I just hate waiting and waiting and waiting.