It is on mornings like today's which are cool and uninteresting that I remember how very little I like it here, at this school. Or is it a camp. A combination, who really cares.
I've said it before: all of you are boring. I suppose it's really not a matter of you as a person being boring, but that I couldn't care less. I do not care. At. All.
I may be moody and I think I would like it if you did not care about the things I type as well. This was intended to be a long ramble about what I would like to do with my life but then, only I care about that. That belongs in my mind and my mouth, not thrown to the winds of the internet or something equally stupid.
I am so very, very bored. I think I may be unhappy.
I enjoyed Halloween. I ate a lot of candy, but I remembered to brush my teeth after.
aggravated
apathetic
