Once again…. I am not happy, Argh. It’s just argh. Right, deep breaths.

My frustration has accelerated over the past month. Right now, I feel like screaming. Throwing my macbook at the TV. I want spit it everyone’s face who bothers to talk to me. *sigh* That’s just the start.

GCSE’s, one by one I have sat, and am sitting the exams which ‘are the key to your future’, Lets see the facts, 5 C’s to be allowed to do 3 A levels 3 of which being; Maths, English and Science. 3 B’s in order to do 4 A levels. If I don’t revise, I can easily get that. Yet, I have this pressure to do my best, this pressure, to do better than B’s and C’s, why? 

‘Let People Answer This’- No, it’s a fucking rhetorical question, you prick! Anywho, as I’ve said a few hundred times, I am now going to go to Redcliffe sixth form, Biology, Chemistry, Psychology and either Photography, Psychology or English. Why am I saying this, gees.

June 18th- Prom. Only 18 days until I will participate in this event which I have never had the chance to do before, stupid England, this is one of the American events which should rub off on Brits more often. Yet, I don’t want to go at this moment, I have a suit etc, I have 18 days to make myself excited to go, it may happen.

Boredom. Bored. Bored. Bored. I have been bored for the past month or so. Lie. I have been bored all my life, just extremely bored since leaving school, strange huh?

Tired. Another stupid human characteristic, which is pointless. Pointless, Why should I sleep? Why? I can respirate and make energy during the day, when I’m awake, then why should I sleep? I hate ARGH!!!!!

Goodbye.

PS. As much as this sounds like a suicide note, I assure you it is not.