I seem to whine a lot in this journal I've noticed...but it's really the only place anyone reads. My LJ always gets ignored. But then, why would I post something on the net for people to read, right? Psh... yeah.
Anyway... I whine for good reasons. And any of you who don't like it, I'm not forcing you to read this, so go away...Shoo... Go on. Scat. If I cared what you thought, I'd tell you. And I haven't. So I don't.
No clue why I felt like saying that... *shrug* that's not the point... On to my whining...
Tomorrow I'm back to school *sarcastic, unenthusiastic yay* So now I get to dive back into the stress pool. Oh yes...what fun. Calculus, English 12, and Latin 2... I'm so glad I only have three classes this semester -.-... honestly. But I really don't want to go back... I hate school...and not only because it's boring, stressful, annoying, and a ton of other things I can't find the words to describe at the moment, but most of the people suck. You know... about nine-tenths of them suck... or 99.9%... yeah, that'll work.
But yeah, that's not the only problem. I've got *cring* college to think about... Goody. Got a call from the airforce today... I have to lose like... 15 or 20 pounds if I want to go in (which I don't, really). Other options? School loans, borrow money, or work my a** off for a year or two because I'm too lazy to find a friggin' scholarship or five. That offer to run down to Australi with Neat is very tempting...but I still need college plus more money to do that.
Not really what this whining session was supposed to be about, but I can't really whine about what I want to. Because it probably wouldn't be right. You see, I keep getting ignored... and it annoys me to no end. I hate being ignored. I've been ignored a good portion of my life and I can't stand it. Especially from people who aren't supposed to ignore me. However, I don't know the circumstances as to why I'm being ignored, so I can't whine. But I want to. I've told people that I'd rather they blow up in my face than completely ignore me. Either one makes me cry, but one gives me a better reason. Come on, can you see a big, tough girl crying because she's being ignored? It's really... very dishearetning.
Seriously.
But like I said. I can't whine because I don't know anything. It's like assuming your friend has fallen off the face of the earth, but you can't confirm that because you don't know that their computer hasn't just crapped out on them or something. So yeah... but if I knew what the problem was, or if I could at least get a "I don't want to talk right now", I'd be happy... Hell, a "I never want to talk to you ever again," would suffice, because then I don't have to worry about it.
I've got enough to worry about, as you might can tell from my previous whining in this entry. Worrying whether or not my friend is still living or not is not something I need heaped onto my plate. I don't mind helping people with their problems or anything, but at least I know there's something wrong and I can attempt to help, instead of sitting here doing nothing, being curious. I hate being curious. It bugs me.
And you probably know who you are if you're reading this. If you don't, then it's ok. I'm not stating any names. If you do know who you are, just say something -.- please? I could have sworn I've told people I hate getting ignored. You saw me freak when Neat ignored me, or I'm pretty sure you did (I'm pretty sure anyone who read my journal during that 3-week period did).
Anyway... enough of that...I'm giving myself a headache. And I don't need that right now. *sigh* Ok, I'm done... sorta...
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