I have no idea why, but today I felt like killing someone. Nobody in particular, maybe like a hobo off the street, but somebody. It's rare that I feel like that, so I was just trying to keep to myself most of the day. It didn't help that all my friends had Thanxgiving Weekend fever, and were all supah happy cuz this would be one of the last days of school this week. I was only happy today, when I got to band and could Blow off Some steam playing trumpet and exhaling how stupid people who cut are. *exhales again*
Tommorrow's gonna suck even though it's the last day of school before a four-day weekend. I told all my friends I was gonna dress up in a skirt cuz I'm so tired of wearing the same clothes consisting of a shirt, pants, underwear and a sweat-shirt, but now I really don't feel like going through the trouble. I'm hoping I'll start putting on the skirt and suddenly get into the mood, but the way I'm felling right now, I just don't think that's gonna happen.
The guy I like is probably about to ask out the slut of my school, Dusty Laughtin, and for once I care. Ususally, I'm just like, whatever, you know? But for some reason, I just got really mad at the though. Then to finish this wonderful day, I wanted to sit alone on the bus seat and wolfy sat with me. I told her I wanted to sit alone and she said she might get kicked off if she moved. So I threw my bag into the seat in front of us, and crawled under, making sure my feet didn't get into the isle, and blasted my mp3 all the way home. Just a very bad day.