February 1st

I hate time.
Truly, it's annoying.

So, christmas passed.
Who fucking cares?
It was one morning of gifts, some good, some bad.
Some fake and forced cheeriness,
and tonnnnnnnns of crying, and a million hours of silence.

Since then, it has gone significantly down hill.
So january sucked even more.
Finished the old class exams--hard, redundant shit.
Next, new suckass classes. Even worse than the first set if that is even possible.

Now I have cheerhellschoolhellhomehellboyfriendhellfriendhell.
FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK.

Well, that was january folks(;


*WOW. I'm really good at bitchin'
----> I consider it a talent.