One More Soul to the Call

So today was pretty exciting. Most of it was spent pissed off at Marissa, staring into space, and thinking about writing some more. Mostly writing about why exactly I don't like my writing. It's not so much that I don't like my writing simply because it's my writing, but more like there's just nothing to it. It's so very bland and uninteresting.
I wish that I was special. More special than the rest of us.
But that's because I have a point to make. People just don't listen.
I wish I could stand up for myself and tell my friends to just shove it when they do nothing but whine to me.
Especially Marissa.
Who's been treating me like shit for 3 years.
And I just sat around and put up with it. Taking credit for every little thing I do. I hate her. She should know me better than that, she's so goddamn stupid. I told her everything about me and she goes off and tells all my secrets to one of the few people I truly hate. She expects respect and consolation from me and STILL treats me like shit; a stupid fucking pawn.
I don't mind Xoli as much. Xoli needs me, Marissa needs something to complain about. Xoli is getting better, which I AM glad for. Marissa just needs to learn to let things go.
I feel like I'm being quite a hypocrite right now, but there's a lot more to it than I write about here, you know?
Guh.
You guys should find me on Solia.
I'm going to open an art shoppe again, like the one I opened on Roliana but with mixed media as opposed to my shitty digital headshots.
Umm.... What new? Thinking... Thinking...
So I went home from school today feeling like I was gonna puke from my headache. I really messed up my back on the rides at the Adventure Dome (physics field trip on Wednesday) and so I think I pinched some nerves in my back. The field trip was pretty fucking awesome by the way, I went on all the rides with Ann. :) But Sherandra wouldn't go on Chaos with me.
Not much more to write about.
Byebye.

One More Soul to the Call - Akira Yamaoka and Mary McGlynn