Oh lawd. This week has been exhausting and confusing and weird and fun and any other adjective you can think of to describe a chaotic week.
Rehearsal kinda sucks. Well, not kinda. It DOES suck. A lot. It's like a restless slut. I don't know, I feel like no matter how hard I work it won't pay off. Kinda sucks. Ok, enough about the sucking.
In religion, we were talking about genocides so we watched Hotel Rwanda. If you have never seen this movie, you don't know what you're missing. It actually makes me want to learn more about Rwanda and stuff. It's pretty intense. And it makes me hate the U.S. I mean, why couldn't we help those people? Well, we're just assholes.
Speaking of assholes, they haven't been around much lately. Except if they take the form of my parents. Ouch, that was mean. But sometimes, they can be so stupid.
They don't understand that I'm a teenager not an adult. I should act like a teenager. And it's like nothing I do is enough for them either. I mean, yeah I have fucked up. A lot. But, I think we kinda cleared that up. And maybe I would be more honest with them if they didn't get mad at me over every little thing. Especially my mother. Boy, can she yell. I'm pretty sure you can hear her a mile away, and that's just when she's talking normally. But enough ranting about them.
So, I don't think there's much else to reflect on. I should be studying for exams, but I'm not. I'll just leave you with a quote, something I'm famous for.
"I don't even know what I want. Maybe I just want to be someone's everything. A good morning and good night."
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