Wednesday, May 14, 2008

don't call the hotline

ahhhhh i am so tired. dead tired. and i have my AP exam tomorrow...and ill get like 1/2 point for it because they will say "you know nothing about world history but you did put in effort...or at least you showed up. 1/2 point. sorry, but thats not even close to getting college credit" and my history teacher would see the score, become very disappointing, and then realizing that i fucked up her class too and think 'well, that doesnt really surprise me'. ah god damn. i think i want to stab myself with a fork like the poor blind soldier did in ALL QUIET ON THE WESTERN FRONT. well, my life is probably not as sad as his...but pretty damn close.

well to explain why im in this pissy mood: for one, my AP exam is tomorrow (if you didnt realize that from reading already) and you're probably thinking "shouldnt she be studying if shes that fucked?". well, my teacher did tell the class that we should not study for more than an hour today because we'd just stress ourselves out and that people who crammed before the exam did no better than those that relaxed the night before. then she actually said that we shouldnt study at all. and then she took that back and said "well if you haven't been studying for more than 2 weeks, then maybe you should" and i wasnt watching, but she probably swept her eyes across the room before she said this and she probably stopped at me and probably thought "oh no...i better take that back". not that studying now is going to help. ive been trying. im so helpless. i really i am. im such a horrible, helpless, pathetic, pitiful, dreadful student, the worst that has ever walked the earth. im seriously thinking that with how my school is going, i might as well not even think about college. i mean, no college will take me like this. not even NOVA. they'll think i have no potential and say "your not even good enough for community college". i'll just try to get through graduation, and hopefully not become pregnant and tied down to this hopeless town and become even more pathetic, like my deaf, almost blind cat.

sorry if anyone is seriously reading this at all. im sorry that you have to hear about my pathetic life. im really sorry. im almost sorry for myself. how bad is that. i made myself this way....

dont worry, im not depressed. im too horrible to be depressed. i dont feel bad enough about my future to make something of myself at the moment. but really, dont call the suicide hotline, im not even close to the edge of the roof.

on to a better note. my golf love adam scott is still golfing, being wonderful with his rolex watch/golf ads, funky hat hair, and burberry polos and argyle sweaters and such that i just adore. at least hes still surfing in australia and blogging on a website devoted to (and perhaps created by) him, posting wonderful pictures and videos, making sure only high class people in possession of an email address can look at his website....and he calls the private stuff 'the clubhouse'. and he has his own logo. hes just great in many ways
here he is!
PICTURE OF THE DAY:modeling perhaps. oh god, why is everything he does so great?

thank you and goodnight

current song:
A Message- Coldplay
omg they're playing at verizon center soon! i need to see. they arent the greatest but im in the mood for some coldplay at a huge venue!