I'm so frustrated with my sister, I'm sad that I can't go to prom with Cam, I'm on the verge of crying, and I'm pissed off for many reasons. I haven't eaten anything scenes this morning, because we don't have much food. Well we have food, but I'm to lazy to make it. I don't like the book I have to read for my English class, but I have to read it, for a grade. I don't like biology, I hate the way the teacher teaches it, she makes it so boring. I got lucky, because I don't have a math class, because I have it online. So instead I have weight training, with Cam, so at least I end my day on a high note, because of my back I can't do squats, or dead lifts. If I do I will probably pull a mussel in my back, and that won't be a pretty site, I'll have to go to the E.R, and get a surgery that I really don't need done, then they will fuck up my back, and it will hurt more than it already does, and we don't need that, so I just do bench press, and shoulder press. Thats about all I can do, because of my back, but my lungs suck sometimes, but I learned to deal with it, after a while. They say that you won't feel a thing, but I felt everything that they did, even though I was on pain killers, or whatever. I never called something a 10, because I'm saving it for a day that may or may not happen. I know that I'm just a teenager, but I'm not stupid. I don't think like most people do, where they think they know everything, and that they're always right. I only raise my hand when I feel like it, but when I talk in front of the class, I start shacking, and I forget what I was going to say next, because I don't like to draw attention to myself, because I'm way to shy for that, and I don't like people who what everyone to pay attention to them. I don't pay any attention to them, because they're a waist of my breath. I've been through hell, and back. I know why they pick on me, and they know that I'm an "easy target." Easy target my ass, when they come near me, I just pretend that they don't exsist, and it usually ends with them being pissed off, so they push me agenst the wall, but I push them harder, and this happens in between 11:58 - 12:19. It sucks, because the girls won't stop calling me Goth, emo, and a slut, when they know I've never been laid, but that was before Cam and I got together. It happened at the beginning of the 3rd trimester.
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April And Cameron (COMPLETE)
RomanceThis is the truth about what happens everyday of my life. So here it goes. Welcome To My Shitty Life. I'm not perfect, and I'm not beautiful, but I do have a small voice that needs to be heard. I may be shy, but writing is my real escape, and who kn...