January 21, 2004

Feeling The Burn

I hate the winter. I absolutely hate it. I hate the way it makes me feel, the way it makes every day worse, the way it's cold and I don't even want to go outside.

My teachers are fucking lame. Or, perhaps, only one of them is, but he's bringing down the rest. How can a teacher not realize that I've handed in my college applications -- it's my senior year, I don't want to spend the double every day doing Physics lab. I'm done having two tests in a week.

When I'm hanging out with my friends, I feel great. We laugh and talk for hours each day. When they're gone, I feel burnt out pretty quickly.

I feel so behind. There is an English paper that is late, but that's OK because my English teacher is really cool. There is a Physics lab that was due today, that I may or may not hand in tomorrow. My salvation, debate, actually had a project as well, that involves a five minute presentation. We've put it off for like a week, but each day we do that I feel like I'm just going to get crushed by this thing when it happens. Worst of all, I didn't even attempt to get caught up on this three day weekend.

I tried to play some videogames to get my mind off of it, but when I did, all I could do was watch the fucking clock and realize I'm wasting time. That disgusts me on so many levels -- somehow for years I've been able to put off school work for other activites, and now that I could slack off, I absolutely can't.

Maybe I'll wake up tomorrow feeling better. This is my fucking senior year, and I'm sick of this shit. Why can't I just enjoy five consecutive days in a row?

Posted on January 21, 2004 11:48 PM | life | TrackBack
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