Nerve Wracking
I'm so nervous about my birthday... I don't even want to think about it anymore. There are so many things that need to get done... like getting my own bank account, getting myself some ID, getting all my s**t from my mom's house and bringing it to my cruddy apartment, going back to school, getting all the supplies needed for school, planning a party, having some family time, getting my glasses from my optometrist's (they are currently on vacation for another 2 days), make amends with my father somewhere along the line... well, anyway, this girl is stressed to the max about turning 18 and smoking cigarettes just doesn't seem to relieve the stress anymore... my anti-depressants are making my moods worse instead of better, and if I don't find the right pills before school starts I am ********. I need my education since I dropped out and stuff... but what's a girl who got into so much trouble for being "different," in highschool supposed to do? All those teachers were judgmental and hypocrites. I left school not because the work was too hard, it's because of the fact it's all one big social experiment. I am not all for that. Society sucks... anxiety can be good sometimes... because it keeps me withdrawn from society, and honestly, who would WANT to be involved with all those preppy dumbasses and jocks? Or how about those egotistical assholes who think they are hot s**t when in reality, they aren't? Or those students that are SO close to being perfect, they make you wanna snap their necks for being so snotty about it all the time. Yep, highschool, the "best" years of your life. *chuckles* Wow, who came up with that idea?
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