Wow. This is not a good idea. I'm feeling somewhat depressed at the moment and I really should not be updating because I'm going to end up sounding like an angsty teenager. Instead I should be up in my room writing poetry, journal entries, or cutting myself.
...I don't actually cut myself. And I'm sorry if I've offended some emo person who does/has. I remember there was this one girl in grade 8 who cut herself... but that's another story for another day. This entry is dedicated to me bitching.
School is really pissing me off. Especially advanced. Hell, it's only September. Let's start with Chemistry. That class is such a joke. In fact, it's such a joke that I'm treating it like a regular class and making really stupid mistakes by not trying. Then there's math. I hate my teacher because he's condescending, can't teach, and is an overall asshole. Not to mention obese and creepy. Physics is... Well. Not bad. Neither is band. So I guess period three is okay.
Now onto english. I spent about 5 hours completing this stupid ven diagram assignment only to have the teacher say to the class that most of us failed because we don't have the ability to think at a "higher level." So let's just omit that assignment and act like it's okay that she assumed that we had this so-called "ability." I spent a lot of time on that stupid assignment. Way too much time, in fact. By the end of it I figured it'd be okay because at least I'd get a decent mark to make up for it. Then there's history. I did really bad on my last assignment even though, yet again, I put a lot of effort into it.
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Melissa just called me and put me in a better mood. So in other words, she just saved you from another huge paragraph of me bitching. Instead I'm going to put it into one huge run-on sentence. Here we go: *deep breath*
There's also the fact that I feel like I don't have enough time to myself between work, school, and homework in general because I'm something of an introvert and introverts need time to themselves to watch Hugh Laurie movies, read Stephen Fry books about sex and poetry, and sit around on the computer doing close to nothing because I do like hanging out with myself ever since Nicole left and no one lives close enough for me to hang out with continuously, oh yeah, I also miss Nicole a lot because she's left me to fend for myself in this lame city and I've gone from spending close to every minute of the day with her to about an hour on the phone a week and whenever I would get into moods such as these she would tell me a story that would somehow include me and Hugh Laurie and some guy selling vacuums, making me feel 100 times better but now I don't even have someone to sit with on the bus and instead I have to stare at Keegan's fluffy hair and finish homework so I can go home, change into my work clothes, and leave to a place which has the goal of making Canada as obese as America only to arrive home 7 hours later to finish more bloody homework.
Hm. I like run-on sentences. That one was pretty extreme. I almost lost it in the middle there.
I'm going to stop now before this becomes the worst update ever.
On a brighter note, I go to the ballet tomorrow.
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In all honesty I don't even want to go.
-Ari

Ari at 8:28 PM

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