Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Once Upon Your Dead Body

I did not have a good day.

This might be a bit of a superficial, bitchy blog, but I'll wing it.

My record in tennis is 11-1. I hate Melendez for that. I beat the fucker four times before today. Four. Back down. Learn your place. First singles is mine. All mine. No one can take it from me. I worked so hard for it.

I'm tired. I leave to St. Joes every morning at 7 and arrive home at 10. That's fifteen hours a day at that godforsaken place. I love it there, but I'm drained from all of this. I sleep from 11:30 to 6. I'm awake at my house for two and a half hours every day, and that includes getting ready for school. I'm sick of it.

Kids are fake, selfishly righteous, egotistical, shallow, self-concerned fucks.

Thank you for your time, and I'm sorry this wasn't worth it.

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