When You Just Sit On Things.

So... I've got stomach flu caused by 3 weeks of viral infection! woohoo!

addiction(:

I know I shouldn't, but I'm missing the party days, the drinks, the sticks and getting into trouble. I look at the people in my school-no life

(with a really bad taste in fashion, seriously, striped tee and long skirt= "she looks great!" ?!?! and apparently, sandals look great in everything, ya, seriously, just note my fucking sarcasm. I'd open your wardrobe and shoot myself in the mouth).

I'd hate to end up like them. I hate math and econs and essays and GP and physics. I love drawing and designing and material and sequins, glitter and beads. I'm not a meek studious person. I think too deep into things and teachers tell me that I should not when they require HIGHER ORDER THINKING.

and stop telling me that I shouldn't even have gone to a jc. I KNOW. i fucking know. i know the whole class knows. but what can i do now? I'm stuck in i-fucking-jc for now and I can't get out(NOTICE: CAN'T, cunt.). And just 2 minutes ago, sara told me to "get out of jc now and go study fashion!". When that many people tells you that(or something along that line), you just wish that you could and you somehow know that you might make it studying fashion that math and econs. Has anyone told you that before?

I'm so lost.