get me out

I do not want to be here. I hate sitting in this class and just feeling like time only drips by. I haven’t been writing a lot. I have not felt like delving very deep into my thoughts. Too much mess inside.
I still feel like a mess so I guarentee nothing. I feel so ick and lost. So I do not want to be here. Lonely. I get lonely. I get stood up. Not by boys… girls. Girls I work with and are my friends stand me up. Not always though just sometimes.
You said my story was a little dramatic. It is just a scene. All of that is expressed before and after in the story. It is a work in progress. Not finished.
Today is Friday and I hate it. I hate it soooo bad. Hate! Fridays are long and lonely then I have to drive till 3 am. With no break because I work and I have to go see my dad.
I am a bad daughter but I don’t want to. I don’t want to go sit in a jail and talk. I just want to stay at school in my room. My apartment actually. Did you know that I live alone? That I whine about loneliness but really I choose that path. Like the girls in out book of birds. I need to fill up space.
Do you enjoy reading this crap? Do you really sit and look at our blogs and find out thoughts interesting? Just wondering. I get bored reading what other people write. A girl yesterday said she thinks I have ADHD. Hahahahaha. That was funny.
I do NOT want to be here!!!! I hate this 8am class. It is interesting but I just don’t care much. Biology is nothing to me. I will never use it again in my life except to tell people that splenda is 600 times sweeter than sugar but not fat. I know how too but I do not feel like telling you. Any of you. Not now. You got through the torture of bio for non majors. The dumbed down path… I do not want to be here.
I hate when word underlines in red. Green is okay. NOT RED.
GET ME OUT OF HERE. I am so tired. I do not want to be here. Only two classes today though. I am going to make myself go work out today. This morning. For awhile. Cardio and what not. I just don’t want to. But I won’t this weekend. And I sucked this week. I need to do better. MUST WORKOUT.
My best friend is frustrated. We both are. Get us out of here. Stop showing me blood. I will stay skinny. Because if I don’t I won’t be pretty. That is what I heard from my step mom when she lived…. From my grandmother until she dies. Same with my dad. Don’t e above a Tressa!!!
Well I have a big but and long legs. I am an 8 now. Gotta get back down. Let me out of this hell. Anytime now would be great.