Nevermind.

Fuck it.
I give up.
Everytime I think things are going to start being easier on me, they just get worse.
I'm done for now.
I'll start caring about shit again on June 19th.
Until then, I'll just always hope for the worst.
That way, things can only get better.

Sorry.
I know I complain a lot about being stressed, I am very stressed but I really don't hate it. I like being busy, it gives me something to do. The reason I'm complaining is because it's just been harder lately, I'm used to stressing over one specific thing and right now it's everything and I haven't slept in a couple days and...there's just a lot going on. It could be worse, so I shouldn't complain, it's not like I'm dying or ill. Again, sorry I complain so much and will probably continue to complain for a couple weeks.

Well...now it's almost 6 on Saturday and instead of sleeping in I have to be at my school at 9. Fun :/

RENT

I <3 Anthony Rapp. That is all.

The Way I Am

The real and complete truth is this.
-My name is Emily
-I like to know dead people's last words
-I like school
-I'm 16 years old
-Books are incredible and I never leave the house without one
-I hate my brother sometimes...even though I know it's not always his fault he does annoying things...
-I don't actually hate all rap songs
-The first concert I ever went to was, and I hate to admit this, a Hilary Duff concert (The second was Avril Lavigne. I had a bad taste in music...It got better though, the third was The Killers.)
-I've had the same English teacher for two years and I still get nervous about emailing her
-If I weren't in the classes I'm in, I probably wouldn't have the friends I have.
-I would rather spend time with my cat than I woud with my mom
-School is the best getaway ever
-I've only had one detention ever but I've gotten out of plenty by lying to my attendence clerk...
-My geometry teacher is the worst teacher I've ever had but he's too nice to be fired
-I don't know why I'm saying random facts but I am and I'm not gonna stop...
-I have horrible teeth and skin. I do happen to have great hair though...
-My friends constantly joke that I'm albino, because honestly, I'm close (I can't tan, at all. I just burn. Just too white and nerdy :D)
-I wanna roll with the gangstas (Kidding. It has to do with the white and nerdy thing...just try ignore my attempts at humor.)
-Cole is awesome
-My back hurts alot (Wow...that makes me sound old. But I carry a lot of stuff around school everyday. It starts to kill your back.)
-My mom would kill me if she knew I cussed at school.
-My friend and I once joked about my mom dying in a store and the clerk heard us (That has a story behind it...I love my mom and DON'T want her to die. I promise. We just have a horribly morbid sense of humor I suppose. Death seems to be our solution for everything...but it's ALWAYS in a JOKING manner.)
-I'm going to stop now before I say something else about someone dying or something really lame and not funny.
-Why am I still doing these dashes?
-Goodbye?