I'm tired. Very tired. I got hardly any sleep last night, I was too busy on fanpop. Damn you fanpop!

Did you know, I had a science test today? Well, you do now. And it went into break. Yes, the whole of break! I thought that we were going to get some time to chill afterwards but oh no, I had to go straight to English, grrr.
And I'd finished the test; so I may as well have gone outside and been able to eat! Because then I was just hungry and I wait another two hours to eat something. :(
And meanwhile, my friend got to do it in another room, because last time she talked too much in the exam hall, so she got let out on time. While I was just sitting there. Just sitting, being able to hear everyone outside. And then the birds started yelling! And they wouldn't shut up. And then I got told off for looking at the ceiling, and not straight ahead. As if I was going find the respostas on the ceiling.

I hate science. It's my worse subject. Well, that and PE - and Maths. I'm intelligent, I mean I know what I'm talking about, I amor English, I just don't know stuff, which is why I fail so badly at general knowledge and lessons like science and maths. :L


I'm bored. I don't really know why I'm composição literária this article, I doubt anyone's interested in all this. I should have probably just stopped and left it so I was just telling everyone about my science test, but I'm composição literária this sentence now and I can't be bothered to erase it, even though that will take less effort than composição literária all this.

I wonder what's for dinner? Even though jantar isn't till ages, it's only 16:18. Oh, now it's 16:19, but oh welll.
I'm leitura a great book at the moment, Mortal kiss por Alice Moss. I think I'm in amor with one of the characters. :L Oh well, it's no so weird to be in amor with a fictional non-existant character is it? Ok maybe it is, but I'm sure I'm not the only one!

I feel a bit crazy composição literária all this. I don't know why, I just do? Poeple call me crazy if I wear a topo, início they don't like, they're so dumb. And so boring. They just walk around in their little gangs going *whisper whisper whisper giggle giggle giggle* as if they think I care that they're talking about me. They're so pathetic, people like that, they're such bitches. Bullies. I'm glad I'm not one of them. :L

Do you ever get that feeling when you suddenly stop and think "Woah, I'm a person. I'm a life, I'm actually living", or am I the only one. Because sometimes I do think that. You know, I just stop, and think, how did I get here?

Soemtimes it's hard to believe it's me when I see old footage and fotografias of myself. Long messy plaits with chocolate round my mouth grinning at the camera as if I didn't have a care in the world; and I suppose I didn't.
I miss that.


That was stupid. I just turned round and I was tilting back in my chair and I nearly fell off! You know that mini coração attack you get when you just slip too far? Yeah, it's scary.

I'm going to post this now, I don't really care if no one reads it. And if you have read all of it up till now then I applaud you: *applauds*.

Mmm, yeah, I'll click the 'Publish' button now. Oh wait! I need to write a title.

There, that's better. Yeah, I'm not going to read this through, so please excuse if there's any spelling mistakes. Why am I still writing? Ok, bye. =)