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vollmusUgh, the past. I cannot tell you how many memories I have of myself being stupid, or how many times I have remembered each one.
Sometimes I really can't stand myself. I think back to when I conjugated faire wrong, when I couldn't find something obvious in Fireworks, when I didn't finish my paper, when I had to run from my stalkery substitute teacher, when I said feh-kaide instead of façade, when I fought with Larissa, when I thought I might like Chris, when I told Sam about a killer stomach ache, when I found out what Bryce told the TB kids about me and French, when I found out that Bryce had been talking smack about Mormonism behind my back, and when I said something to Lawrence in French but everyone heard. Whenever I think about something good, it seems like there is always a bad thing attached to it, and I inevitably think of it soon after the original happy thought. I hate it.
Why do I have to be so stupid all the time?
Sometimes I really can't stand myself. I think back to when I conjugated faire wrong, when I couldn't find something obvious in Fireworks, when I didn't finish my paper, when I had to run from my stalkery substitute teacher, when I said feh-kaide instead of façade, when I fought with Larissa, when I thought I might like Chris, when I told Sam about a killer stomach ache, when I found out what Bryce told the TB kids about me and French, when I found out that Bryce had been talking smack about Mormonism behind my back, and when I said something to Lawrence in French but everyone heard. Whenever I think about something good, it seems like there is always a bad thing attached to it, and I inevitably think of it soon after the original happy thought. I hate it.
Why do I have to be so stupid all the time?
