Fucking nails..

I swear I'm going to go home today and chop off my damn nails because it's so damn hard to type on this piece without hitting the keys above my fingers! This post is going to take forever to effing type because I'm using this damn pen to press the keys..... My nails aren't even that long, they're moderately long, but the keyboards on laptops suck; the keys are low and close together.....

Today sucks.

First block, in the library, it sucked. I was so damn tired because I was too pissed off and depressed to sleep last night. As I was shelving books, I, for some reason, kind of grabbed the edge of this shelf and somehow pulled it down a little to where a shitload of books piled onto my drowsy godforsaken face.

Second block, in the computer lab, I find some fat Sophomore hoe sitting at my designated computer. Ms. Fuckface told me to sit somewhere else so I had to start all my lessons over on some piece of shit computer, and it wouldn't print my damned documents.

Right before lunch, I was told to turn my T-shirt inside out because the design was inappropriate for school. Fuck no it's not. I'll wear what I want and when, where and how I want!

Third block was okay. Actually, it was great. I laughed so much it hurt.

Yearbook and Newspaper are boring as hell, but oh well.

But everything else sucks ass!

I feel like everyone I care about is upset with me, yet all I can do is sit here and bitch about my sucky-ass day.

I'm fucking great.