Life
You know, I used to think my life was great and happy and stuff like that. But just in the last half of my junior year I realized that it wasn't and still isn't. My dad has been acting crazy because I'm not contacting coaches fast enough. It's not all my fault. Sometimes the coaches don't respond as fast as I can. And then, he doesn't even know what I've done because he hasn't even talked to me. Uh hello! Gah. I know this sounds bad, but I'm beginning to hate him more and more everyday. It sucks to be home. Then I think about all my friends and other people in my life that I love dearly and how I would rather spend my time with them than be at home. Man.
I just spent the past 3 hours working on this dumb college shit. So he better stop wigging out. He always said that he would support me in whatever I decided to do, but I guess he was just lying to me the whole time. It's retarded. I don't even understand why it's like this. I still have time to apply to colleges and stuff. He doesn't even know what's going on. And if he wants all this stuff done then why doesn't he do it himself. Geez.
To make matters worse, there's a math "quiz" tomorrow and no one knows what's going on. Hopefully I can wake up tomorrow and leave before my dad gets up. I'll go to Starbucks and buy a drink. Then I'll chill at school until we confront "The Slos." Also there's a timed write on style analysis. It's not really helping that she doesn't actually check what everyone has written because we don't know if we're doing it right or not. We'll see what happens.
In addition, school, conditioning, travelball, have been making me so tired. I keep falling asleep without doing my homework. Crap. Well, it's only the beginning of the year...Everything is falling apart.
Peace
You know, I used to think my life was great and happy and stuff like that. But just in the last half of my junior year I realized that it wasn't and still isn't. My dad has been acting crazy because I'm not contacting coaches fast enough. It's not all my fault. Sometimes the coaches don't respond as fast as I can. And then, he doesn't even know what I've done because he hasn't even talked to me. Uh hello! Gah. I know this sounds bad, but I'm beginning to hate him more and more everyday. It sucks to be home. Then I think about all my friends and other people in my life that I love dearly and how I would rather spend my time with them than be at home. Man.
I just spent the past 3 hours working on this dumb college shit. So he better stop wigging out. He always said that he would support me in whatever I decided to do, but I guess he was just lying to me the whole time. It's retarded. I don't even understand why it's like this. I still have time to apply to colleges and stuff. He doesn't even know what's going on. And if he wants all this stuff done then why doesn't he do it himself. Geez.
To make matters worse, there's a math "quiz" tomorrow and no one knows what's going on. Hopefully I can wake up tomorrow and leave before my dad gets up. I'll go to Starbucks and buy a drink. Then I'll chill at school until we confront "The Slos." Also there's a timed write on style analysis. It's not really helping that she doesn't actually check what everyone has written because we don't know if we're doing it right or not. We'll see what happens.
In addition, school, conditioning, travelball, have been making me so tired. I keep falling asleep without doing my homework. Crap. Well, it's only the beginning of the year...Everything is falling apart.
Peace
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