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I can't wait until the week is over.
My mommy started learning piano; it's always been her childhood dream to let her hands glide across the piano keys. Her family was uptight and poor so she didn't have the privelege to take lessons. She always told me how she'd be so jealous of all the other kids who came from rich families and got to learn piano. I'm very happy for her because she's so cute when she's happy about practicing. My mom is one of the most determined people I know. Today, Wiggin told me that I'm the most hard working person that she knows. I admit that I do work hard, but many times it never pays off. And that's what hurts. I've come to really dislike school. Not only is it the classes, homework, tests, etc., but it's sometimes the people. I can't stand it anymore. I hate how some people can just be so fake and artificial. It's so hard to contain it inside of me. Believe me, whenever they're around and act a certain way, all this hate and irritation fills me with agony. Blah. I don't have any real friends. Just maybe the select few. Whatever. I hate highschool. I want to get out. Sorry, many things have been annoying me lately. I am also very annoyed by ditzy people. Please, just stop. Junior highers scare me. Chicks before dicks, please, pretty please. I've also been purposely trying to annoy Charles. I don't know why. Sigh. At times like these, when I'm so stressed out, while listening to audio clips of our Church singing worship, always bring tears of joy to my eyes because I'm reminded that God is still and always up there. |
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