Thunder is gone.
But it's raining real bad.
No school, for me.

Which is just fine.
I shall be a smart coward
and study.

Even thought it's probably useless.
I'm failing as it is.
French.
I love french.
Honest, I do.
It's just...so hard to absorb in such little time.
Summer school.
No.
Please, no.

UGH.
I just want to scream.
To hold it all away again,
push it out of my mind.
But I can't now.
Like the flood that falls from the sky from
too much built up moisture,
I'll just have to deal with the consequence of
not dealing with this in small doses.

That always seems to be the thing with me.
I let it build up all winter..
unleashed it this spring.
Unleashed my self,
even though I am a fragile, broken thing.
I never used to be.
Or atleast, I was better at pretending then.

I'm so childish.
An idiot.
Sitting here, hoping for things I dont really want.
When I know...that I'm stuck here.
And I know, I probably wont budge either way.
I'm stuck.

And I've no idea how to un-stuck myself.
Psh.
See? That isn't even a word.
Un-stuck.
Whatever.