I haven't had a straight up ranting post in a long time. It's sad, really, that I've been too busy to really think about the crappier aspects of my life. I'm actually at school so much that each day feels only like 3 hours of memories in my head. You know how when you go to Great America, you go on all the rides, and that's how you recall your day? Well I do that with most of my life.. and with school, all there is to recall is school >> ap euro review >> nap >> homework >> sleep and the cycle repeats itself. So far this week, every single day has felt the same. The topics I'm learning aren't even interesting enough to be distinguished from one another.
I'm actually pretty content with life right now. The only reason I thought about ranting was because I read my friend's Xanga. It really just got me thinking about the lack of ranting posts I've had in here lately.
The more I think about how uneventful my life is, the angrier I become. My life is being wasted away at school and sleep. I truly envy people that don't stay at school for more than 9 hours. For at least two days out of a week, I stay at school for about 9 1/2 hours. The commute home is about 40 minutes. It's called a commute because it takes so fucking ass long. I literally see my room and school the most. I see my mom when she brings me food. I see my dad when he drives me to school. And he only drives me to school two or three days out of the week. I've spent more time with my AP Euro book today than I have with my parents for the past month or so.
This isn't even incredibly tragic. Life just feels "blah." I need something to captivate me.
I'm actually pretty content with life right now. The only reason I thought about ranting was because I read my friend's Xanga. It really just got me thinking about the lack of ranting posts I've had in here lately.
The more I think about how uneventful my life is, the angrier I become. My life is being wasted away at school and sleep. I truly envy people that don't stay at school for more than 9 hours. For at least two days out of a week, I stay at school for about 9 1/2 hours. The commute home is about 40 minutes. It's called a commute because it takes so fucking ass long. I literally see my room and school the most. I see my mom when she brings me food. I see my dad when he drives me to school. And he only drives me to school two or three days out of the week. I've spent more time with my AP Euro book today than I have with my parents for the past month or so.
This isn't even incredibly tragic. Life just feels "blah." I need something to captivate me.

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