robo

Someone stole my Cinnamon Toast Crunch!

Freaking evil aunt's back in town five months too early, planting all sorts of bullshit in everyone's brains, so dad's all pissed and mom's being a bitch. I hate it when this happens. Ruins everything for everyone, I wish they'd ban her from ever returning to this country, which she claims to hate so much anyway.

Sometimes I wonder about how angry I could be. It makes no sense most of the sense but I guess that it's something that you just can't remove from your system.

Carpal tunnel and a steady stream of music. Electronica is wonderful, but the pain in my wrist is not. Hooking up my laptop to the internet has decreased productivity by several degrees and it sucks because this fucking paper is due Monday and I need 8 1/2 pages more and I want to change my topic but it's a little too late for that and I am so frustrated and I hatehatehatehatehate this. I am going mad. I want to finish this paper ASAP, I think it will be better to work during the daytime. So why am I not sleeping?? Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz................. Whenever I scratch my stiff wrist a funny sensation runs through it...

Going to this hellhole called __ instead of art school. And then when I think about it, I probably don't deserve an art degree because I'll end up wondering if I would've been better off in a regular university. It's weird. I've always dreamed of going to a big university but now that I'm here I don't want any of the shit. I hate the courses, I hate what I'm studying(well, not really, but I don't like the fact that I'm forced to study stuff that isn't related to what I'm supposed to be taking up.), I hate most of the people(why do we have to keep running into some people when I wish to not see anyone from that place aside from the people I'm with?). I hate a lot of things, hate, hate hate. I know that going there wasn't gonna be a joke, but I went there anyway, thinking I could manage it but noo..I CAN'T! I'm at my wit's end, I'm going fucking insane, I can't take their crap, I can't take all their fancyass school spirit shit, HATEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Everything is so fucking pointless. We're all gonna die in the end anyway, yet I fear death because I don't know what's on the other side, just like how I fear the future, because I could swear that there's nothing in it for me. Yet I'm too smart to not kill myself and the ramblings go on and on. Oh _, if only our utopia existed.

Whenever I think about the way things are right now, I realize that everything is related to my past(which I'd rather forget about). Ugh.

I don't understand why I like this song when everyone else hates it. Lol. It's so bad, it's GOOD.

I hate you for being better than me.

How true are these things supposed to be anyway? If I remember it correctly, I'm only 127.

Life's been wonderful..I wish. But it's not too bad. :)