Friday, May 04, 2007

23 Days and Counting...

...way...too...slowly...I just want to graduate so I can stop being paranoid and be rid of this entire fucking year. I'm sick of procrastinating and not doing work cuz of all these fucking meaningless distractions. I'm sick of kicking myself for not working because i'm afraid i'll lose my spot in college and don't want to go to summer school. I'm sick of being "sick" to compensate for being a fuck up. I'm sick of feeling like it's sophomore year again, emo shit included. I'm sick of getting reports. I'm sick of freaking out every time I get a report because im afraid i'll get the boot. I'm sick of more and more bad things just piling up on me that are entirely my own fucky fault. I'm sick of not learning from my own mistakes for the billionth time. I'm sick of all these fucking couples. I'm sick of nothing good ever happenning except for getting my fav chocolate for doing well in Comp Gov. (then again today I bombed a test so oh well. If you were wondering why, it's cuz I'm a fuck up.)

I know it's idealistic to think that in college i'll be able to magically go back to perky over achieverness, or even if that's who I am anymore, or that i'll stop procrastinating, or actually get up on time, but there's still hope. I've already accepted the fact that i'm comprised of at least %50 pure fuck up (on a good day), at least they wont rub it in my face with reports 24/7, or chapel talks about fellow fuck ups of ages past. If you know me then you heard the chapel talk today, all about warnings v. actual consequences. story of my life. It was funny too, I probably would have enjoyed it more if i weren't cramming for a test that i had all the time in the world to study for, but didn't because, well, I'm a fuck up. Seriously, even my friends are starting to get sick of me bitching about it.

I don't have too much else to say today, unless actually I felt like it, but no truly emo statement is ever complete without...



Don't Let Me Get Me
Pink

Never win first place, I dont support the team
I cant take direction, and my socks are never
Clean
Teachers dated me, my parents hated me
I was always in a fight cuz I cant do nothin
Right

Everyday I fight a war against the mirror
I cant take the person starin back at me
I'm a hazard to myself

Dont let me get me
I'm my own worst enemy
Its bad when you annoy yourself
So irritating
Dont wanna be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else

I wanna be somebody else, yeah

La told me, youll be a pop star,
All you have to change is everything you are.
Tired of being compared to damn britney spears
Shes so pretty, that just aint me

Doctor, doctor wont you please prescribe me
Somethin
A day in the life of someone else?
Cuz Im a hazard to myself

Dont let me get me
Im my own worst enemy
Its bad when you annoy yourself
So irritating
Dont wanna be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else

Dont let me get me
Im my own worst enemy
Its bad when you annoy yourself
So irritating
Dont wanna be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else

Doctor, doctor wont you please prescribe me
Somethin
A day in the life of someone else?
Dont let me get me

Dont let me get me
Im my own worst enemy
Its bad when you annoy yourself
So irritating
Dont wanna be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else

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