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OH MY FREAKING GOD THIS IS THE MOST POINTLESS CLASS ON THE FACE OF THE EARTH

THE LEAST IMPORTANT CLASS IN THE CURRICULUM GAVE ME THE MOST HOMEWORK. I DO NOT WANT TO WATCH DOCTOR OZ. AND WRITE ABOUT WHAT I LEARN.

It’s a half a year class. And all my other advanced placement teachers said, “Naahh we don’t want you guys to have a miserable break. NO HOMEWORK!!”

My stupid health teacher, who thinks her class is SO DAMN IMPORTANT, gave us a week’s worth of chart-making about Doctor Oz. -_- We’ve taken this class 3 GODDAMN TIMES. WE’RE NOT GOING TO LEARN ANYTHING NEW. EVERYONE KNOWS SMOKING IS BAD FOR YOU. BUT THEY DO IT ANYWAY BECAUSE THEY’RE IDIOTS. THERE IS NO CHANGING THEIR INTELLIGENCE, HEALTH EDUCATION DEPARTMENT.

We have 2 weeks left in this semester, and this health course. TWO WEEKS. So why on earth does she deem it necessary to bother our winter breaks with HEALTH? DUDE LET ME EAT MY PUMPKIN PIE IN PEACE I DON’T CARE IF IT KILLS ME. IT’S THE HOLIDAYS.

She’s a fool. DX

Kthanksbye.

‘Nuff said.

It’s that afternoon. You know, the one where you start out totally into decorating your housend then eventually get so lazy you just sit in and stare at your half-finished Christmas tree? No? Oh….

Well that’s normally how it goes at my house, until we finally get up the energy to finish what we started. My mom’s boyfriend is over, and he’s going to help us. Last year it was my pseudo-aunt, which was great fun. We took mountains of pictures (digitally…if it’s even possible..) and broke a few things.

And we got our tree, a slim little fellow. As we added all our mismatched ornaments on to it, I felt so happy seeing my life on a tree. How far I’ve come without doing myself permanent harm like drinking myself to death or smoking every weekend. It was so amazing to see my family’s history too. Not the divorce though. That’s not quite so amazing. But the point is. Christmas is NOT about presents. I don’t care how many commercials there are, how many people decide to disregard their Christmas spirit because other people are idiots.

Christmas is about love.

Why on earth do I have Poker Face stuck in my head?

I have church today and my friend Sophie and I are going to apply to go to an interfaith convention in Georgia. I don’t really have a specific faith…I suppose that makes my beliefs thoroughly Unitarian. So maybe it’ll be cool if we meet some other unitarian teens. They’re probably the coolest chill people (aka hipsters, hopefully.) everrr. This could be awesome…..

Well, shit!

And all of a sudden, I’m filled with an inexplicable hope. These are the fast times, and they’ll be gone before I know it. And yeah, sometimes they kind of suck. But there can be amazing little twists that leave you with some sense that things can be better, and the unhappiness will end. This loneliness, it passes. Just when you think it’s at its worst…a diminutive spark can start, giving your mind so many paths to wander, and then, you just can’t wait!

I have tentative plans for this weekend!!!!

Score one for Meesh!