Dudes what's up? I have a song recommendation for you :
English Cover【JubyPhonic P】Kagerou Days カゲロウデイズ
please just copy and past into YouTube and you are on you way to happy days..I guess~
And here is some advice:
Chill out and calm the mind, stressing does nothing more than add wrinkles to the skin, once that's done maybe your thoughts will come out clearer after a nice nap.
Currently I reside in a trailer with three other occupants who are undoubtedly and of course my family, we are not poor nor are we rich, neither are we average. We are in between average and poor,not a pretty place but suitable enough to get through life obviously. School is barely a mile or two away and honestly I could care less about the neighbors who I suspect may have the same premonitions. Though they do have a close relationship with my father that does not mean that they have to interact with our family.
And they don't.
My life does not have adventure nor love or magic, like in the books I read or the manga I adore. I know without a doubt my life will be a lonely one or at least from an outside point of view. I favor privacy, people just make me say things I don't mean and then the air becomes tight and murky. Awkward in other words, that's how the atmosphere changes for me anyway.
Pretty if the farthest thing from what you can call me, I know this for sure because I'm always the butt of the joke. Surely there are some out there who understand when you hear them whispering things such as ," Hey, man would you go out with her?" and the guys are all laughing with their girlfriends or friends while the guy responds with, " Come one man that's not funny." Because the very idea of being with someone who is below average is disgusting. And I can't say I have the best personality either, they tell me that I am...rather strange, blunt, mean, and everything else meeting that criteria.
I don't have any plans for my future and don't understand what the rush is for, in my eyes if you rush things you miss the important things blinded by what's only in the path in front of you, but then again that's only my opinion. I have friends of course it's just a natural spontaneous thing that seems to occur whether I want to be alone or not, they are there. I only have one though that I communicate with outside of school, and that's only because she does not go to school with me.
I'm all in all a boring shut-in with a bland attitude and no way in hell 'opening up' to someone just so that they can 'see what I see'. Because I see what everyone else sees, I don't see purple elephants flying across the room with an old man playing the trumpet on it's back while a man with a dark mustache sings a single note continuously...did I mention my mind has a very random thought process? I suppose.
It doesn't matter because, I'm going to school this very too-bright-headache-inducing morning. I curse Horace Mann for not thinking that maybe some people do not want to wake up at four to five O' clock in the morning to get ready for a place that I don't even want to be at. If technology has advanced enough to put Google on glasses why can't they put algebra II a head device thing and brain wash me into learning it so I don't have to take home packets of homework I'm not going to do?
Humans don't make sense.
Especially Horace Mann.
Anyway I do the morning routine of shower, brush, dress, and finally wait. And of course my sister and I are late to school again, and I don't know why either. Not that it matters I don't particularly enjoy chemistry first thing in the morning anyway.
First period Chemistry: Talk to girl who sits next to me and ignore teacher as best I can while at the same time taking notes. A difficult class indeed.
Second period Algebra II: Talk to boy who I sit next to and refuse to do work because I failed anyway, just waiting for summer school
Third period Algebra II again: Talk to girl who I barely know and act as though mute when teacher asks me question for previous reasons.
Fourth period Spanish: Talk to two girls, quite an achievement if I do say so myself, and actually participate in class, a miracle, because I like the teacher, she's cool.
Fifth period Business and information: Chill out at the computer and do as I please because that class is the easiest class in the whole school in my opinion, teacher likes me for some reason to...weird lady.
Sixth period History: Easy topic write notes, and glare at teacher because I do not like her voice it's like fingernails dragging across the chalk board.
Seventh period English: I don't know what's going on in their half the time because classmates are odd and change lesson plans quite often, it's cool though cause she's passing me even though I don't do her homework...or write essays...or participate in class.
That is the life that bastard Horace, gave me and I still don't understand why I can't just put a helmet on and force all the information into my brain and get it over with. I may explode but it's better than sitting in uncomfortable desk or chairs, for things I don't want to learn.
Not like it matters though, because I can't bring myself to care about the matter any more than one can care about a pebble on the ground, or the tiny fluffs floating around, it all just passes by.