Okay I want to tell you all about my last two days.
Except without it taking an hour to read.
I woke up yesterday because my mom turned on this freaking giant solar lamp thing she has installed in my room for my depression.
It's SO BRIGHT.
and then she left to go get stuff.
and I tried to make myself breakfast.
But there was no bread.
so I just walked around in circles holding a jar of nutella.
I hear a crash.
I'm like. wtf did -my cat's name- do now XD
So i go to check on it.
there's a man in the hallway.
He turns around and screams.
...It was my dad.
He didn't leave for work yet.
I go to school.
I wear a floral bow tie shirt (my favorite!) a purple cardigan I had since I was in year two :P (still fits,) and white ripped jeans, mermaid hair brushed to one side, grey boots, and of course, flower studs.
I like it ^^
I go to school.
People notice me right away.
It's stupid because it's only because I've been missing for two days and I'm dressed nice.
I hang out with Sheila.
(who by the way is completely dave free)
and then we go upstairs to homeroom.
I go work at schooll
get my grades back
They suck ass.
I don't even....
I need to pull up my grades again to get into highschool.
I pull around this giant bag containing a gluegun books, blocks, alot of stuff that I left at school for a year ( i can't keep it in my locker)
and I go to french dropping off my backpack
(instead of grabbing books like a normal person
I just shove every book i have in my backpack and carry it around the entire day .
The desks are tables, like in harry potter, and like two people sit at them.
They're arranged in a circle.
I choose a desk in the middle of the circle, because usually I sit by myself (empty seat beside me ;_;)
in the front, at the end of the circle.
Well it's like a circle, with an opening.
More of a U shape.
and I'm at like the very end.
And then I leave my bag on the desk in the middle, and go get a drink of water.
When I return everybody's sitting at there desk
and somebodys shoved all my stuff aside,
and sat where I wanted to sit T^T
So i take my bag, and sit at the end of the circle U thing.
and I'm all like ._.
and the new french teacher (replacing our old one who had a beautiful baby girl in december :3 I SAW A PICTURE)
is all like You stole her spot!
TO the girl who took my spot.
and I was all -silence-
and sitting bymyself.
and her friends ebgin to tease her , saying shes a bad person.
(Shes not, she's nice ^_^)
and I'm just like.
I'm too tired, too busy coughing, my throat is sore, i just want to go home.
And so I hide behind my back pack and bury my head under my hair and arms and try to sleep.
French is a bit harder, we're working on talking and such
but she's really teaching us how to work on talking
and I think its working :3
It seems less hard in a way.
I suck at french.
Comment Ca va?
Ca va bien.
---thats alll I know.
I know that.
and chat is cat.
thats it guise XD
But because I want to travel to belgium (tintin's brith place)
I figure its best I learn.
So i'm going to try my best.
a bunch of popular girls are going into the same art program for the art school.
So much for starting fresh
maybe not being a loser
MY PAST WILL HAUNT ME.
WITH THEIR FACES.
Okay and then we had photography
where I drew the entire time,
sketching jaeres, fred, people.
then I went home.
In the middle of walking back.,
I had TWO BINDERS
stuffed with papers
around my arm, was this giant bag of science supplies
and oin my back was this heavy backpack filled with textbooks
and so I was trying to walk down the stares
and dropped the binders
so I was on the ground
while people walked past, ignoring me
pciking up hundreds of papers.
While holding abackpack
and a giant bag
and sdhfaklsfhalsk two binders
sprawled on the floorl.
I am such a geniune loser.
It's the Hiroki you all know and love(:
--hopefully you love
probably not o.O
Despite all my efforts.
I'll never be normal guise.
I'm trying hard though.
It's hard to balance yourself, and trying to be normal.
And my evil cough isn't helping.
aUGH i guess that wasn't as short and sweet as i wanted.
and then I got home
got in to this fight with dave
he posted this picture about emo people killing themselves
and i got pissed off
and he's then like
they're not respecting their bodies~~~
and i'm like, thats not hte fucking point. it's about you advocating for hate against people who self harm and telling them to kill themselves.
blah blah blah~
HE'S ALL LIKE
EMO PEOPLE SHOULD KILL THEMSELVES.
I HATE THEM.
AND HE DOESN'T
he uses Y
y should i care?
That drives me crazy.
I don't hate people who use it D:
i used too~
i just hate the letter itself
AND i JUST KNOW.
are going to make your comments
full of y
isntea dof the real words
just because its you guys XD
And then I talked to Bree and Sheila on facebook till like midnight :3
IT'S SO MUCH FUN
HAVING REAL FRIENDS ;A;
AND WE TALK ABOUT BOYS
It's been so long
since I've talked to
a friend i knew in real life
My other friends ditched me :/
They only come back and talk to me when they need something ;_;
It makes me feel stupid.
But I got over it.
You need to come live with me.
I just don't fit in anywhere.
i dont even know what i was talkingabout
FINISHED THE HUNGER GAMES
why is it
that only porn stars
follow me on twitter?
all the time.
I don't even TWEET about anything besides food or books!