Phycological Warfare

March 24th

Mood: Lonely
Listening: Sound of old, worn down computers in the Guidance Center.
Wants: To Just be

School is the most dismal place in this entire city. If I were home, no matter how boring it may feel it is still always better than here. Here is filled with mindless idiots who don't give two shits about anything, and whats more they don't give a shit about life. It's a small crime but they'll pay for that one later I suppose, if someone is able to make them. A lot of the people I am referring to are not the lower class idiots you see attempting to make themselves different by all acting the same, but the elite. The assholes you see walking around this place like they couldn't be anymore perfect. Most would argue that this is rather envious of me to state, however I do not envy any of these people, my life, however busy is good. I am enjoying how I spend my time and all is well. It is simply aggravating to have to watch a show I do not want you watch, would never opt to watch nor be apart of it. It all seems to petty and child like that it honestly makes me want to ask most of them where they're parents are because it feels like the Need supervision. Now, how pathetic is that?

Jenny

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