Phlegm Woman to the rescue

Ok now ladies and laydas.

This blog is a sham. I only write when im sad or angry, or both. (And im really not that bitter in real life.) So im trying something new. Im pissed and delirious. Oh and im also acting my age for once. Heres whats happening in a 17 year olds life. (emphasis on the 17)

Ok.

Here it goes.

Well my life right now sucks circus elephant dick. Why? Because it has been taken over by school and tuitions and work even more tuitions? Not to forget that im very ill and blah and my hair is looking weird and I can see split ends but I have no fucking time to even get a bloody haircut. For example, it’s Saturday today, and ive been to 6 hours of bloody fuck tuitions and that’s it. The rest of the time was spent entertaining my runny nose asshole cousins and not to mention their bloody maids who smell. Really bad.
So its 9-25 in the evening right now, and all my friends are currently sitting at Pizza Express eating away and here I am sipping tasteless soup ala shit. And to top it all off, I did really well in my first practice SAT, but my idiot parents are all like ya well that wont get you into Harvard and im like well yes Mr Bcom graduate stop shitting on my parade ok.

Other problems include that of the broken chair that I am sitting on. Well actually seeing that its broken I must now switch to the horrible stool. Even my own furniture is rejecting me. And also, I feel like I really bust my ass trying to manage school and extracurricular (fancy word for useless college stuff) and tuition and SAT and still everyday im left with a huge list of things to do and I really don’t feel like im accomplishing anything.

Also, my driver is being a major dick. His new thing is to openly fast-forward any song playing just because he doesn’t like it. Like today, I was listening to The Killers, and he just switches the song. And im like dude, hello, my music. And he gives the ‘shut the fuck up I can kill you in two minutes If I wanted, that is after I rape you’ look so then I looked out of the window and pouted for a few minutes.

Im also sick of consoling my friends about how they’re not going to get any colleges and helping them with little relationship maslas. I am no agony aunt. I am just in agony and that is fucking different ok.

Why am I agony? Because I am phlegm woman. Seriously, I am coughing and sneezing out yellow balgham like its my job- or superpower. I am also sitting in my ‘Jesus is my homeboy’ XL sleeping shirt and my religious cousin got all pissy at me. And I just felt like saying listen you fuck stop smoking weed then get back to me ok dear?

However, I must say that I do love certain people in the world, including G who was kind enough to drop Benadril off to my house (even though he stood 10 feet away from me as I am contagious ahhaha) and got me chicken soup from China Town. Also, I like S even though her 8 calls during my practice SAT kind of made me loose my concentration.
I also like E as she called and screamed at me for not coming to dinner, which is nice, as no one likes to be thought of as inconsequential, and it seems like my absence was felt :D.

But alas, these are trivial things, and the real thing is that is pissing me off is the fact that the next three months are integral to how I spend the next 4 years of my life. In other words, all of us are teetering over the hill of bloody destiny and our toes are inching towards the sea of mind fuck (hard work). We cant accept the fact that summer is over, and that A’s results are coming out day after, SAT is in two months, college applications are going out soon, plus end of term grades matter a lot too. This is all way too much for a stupid ill 17 (emphasis on the 17) year old girl to handle.

I feel really numb.

Maybe it’s just the Benadril though?