Why bother.

Why bother to do anything? We're all going to die anyway...
"but the point is to make a difference before that happens"
*depressed side sends a rock flying at hopeful side, causing minor, reparable concussion.*

Hello. Well I really don't feel like doing anything because I'm sure my eardrums are going to pop in a couple hours. I had a B in Math, pending toward a B-, guess what I got on my last test? Come on, guess! That's right, I flunked it: a freaking 69%. Happy day! Now I probably have a C (I don't know for sure because Mr Pont doesn't post his grades and the computers were out due to a powerr outage. So he couldn't tell me.) I went in to talk to him to him during lunch but he wasn't the least bit helpful, plus the room was swarming with pesky "popular" kids, spraying perfume and being generally obnoxious.

History: Took a test, nothing special.

Math: flunked a test. Cried about it quietly. Thats right, ME, CRYING!! I never cry, ask anyone I know. I got tears all over the desk and felt kind of bad for he student goign to sit there next. To make matters worse I have a ton of weekend homework and a winter final on wed. next week. I hate school, mostly math.

Lang: nothing hapened. Almost started crying over previous failed test again.

PE: played cricket. Almost forgot about test.

Lunch: ate lunch with simone. Went to pont and got little to no help. Went into deserted bathroom to try and call mom and alert her of coming fail grade, no service on cell phone.

Science: took test, nothing special.

Aide: where I am now. Typing and knowing my weekend will suck to no end.

I won't have back up like a did last night with mom, it'll be my problem alone and my sisters will hate me for causing mom to get mad again and possible go off on them and everything else we've ever done.

Stupid kid in miss bostroms class just peeked over my shoulder. Jerk.

anyway, see you.

" and I just can't look, its killing me"