It’s really hard to describe my feelings at the moment, and I don’t have a fucking clue what’s going on anymore.
Things have been a little better recently, I guess. I’m mainly just tired, which my mum keeps nagging me about, because I shouldn’t be this tired, apparently. Maybe I should just tell her that ‘tired’ means ‘sad’.
My best friend has gone on holiday for three weeks and it feels like she’s been gone too long already, when she left two days ago. She’s the only one that talks to me, so I feel pretty much alone.
I have a shit load of summer work that needs to be done before September, but I don’t have the motivation to do it. And I’m waiting for my GCSE results to see if I’ve even got the right grades to get into college.
Gender is getting me down again, but I’ll explain that in another post.
So that’s my whining over with.
-M