Tomorrow.

School starts tomorrow. It freaking sucks. I think it's complete crap that we have to start so early. I'm not looking forward to it at all. Today will be the last day that I spend at my Grandma's and it's going to be really hard not to cry. She's been my best friend, therapist, basically everything this whole summer, and now I'm not even going to be able to see her because I'm going to be in shitty school.

Yeah, this sucks.

Then after I leave there, I have to act like everything's just peachy because I have a hair appointment immediately after I leave. If I didn't, I would go straight home and lock myself in the bathroom and probably cry for who knows how long.

This next thing right here is really shocking. My dad used to take me to the driving range to practice hitting golf balls a lot in the past. I ended up hating it, so I haven't went for about three to five years. Well, last night he told me that some of my cousins and him were going tonight, and asked me if I wanted to go. I said yes. Honestly I find no excitement in golf, but I figured it will just be a way to get my mind off of school for a little bit. Even if I can't, I can just act like the golf balls I'm hitting are some of those idiots at school that I can't stand. Plus it gives me something to do. Maybe it will take some of this anger away.

Bottom line: school fucking sucks. Tomorrow is going to suck. The idiot crappy bitch dumbasses at school suck. The only thing I'm even one percent excited about is wearing a new outfit, that's it. I'm not ready to face all of those nimrods. They act like they are interested in how your summer was, when honestly they don't give a fuck. So here's to another year of putting up with more stress on top of already enough stress. Also to drama, fights, homework which I procrastinate on, friends, liars, embarrassing myself in front of everyone because I hate public speaking, and other things that I'm too forgetful to mention right now.

I'm just thrilled. WOO HOO.
Not.