I got home from school at 10 pm because there was a thingy we had to attend. At normal schooldays I get home at 5:15 pm, just in time for fucking dinner. And then they expect us to do all our homework and projects and shit, jeez, don't they understand we have social lives too? I'm tired as fuck and feel like a walking corpse and I really get the urge to fake the flu for today, but I guess I'd miss too much lessons and shit.
I'm sick and tired of all these long days with homework and tests and projects. Just a little bit more and I'll get a burn-out. I sometimes wake up in the mornings crying because of the new fucking school day ahead of me. I don't want your pity, don't worry, but just tell me what I'm doing it for.
If it's for my future: my future won't look good if I have a burn-out, now does it? Because of this, am I guaranteed of a good future? Nope. Will I learn much that I'll need? Well not if I'm zombified. Things seem so cruel and useless.
But I guess we all just have to keep going.
