I'm tired. And stressed. They told me Cooper would be okay, but I don't know. Poor guy. If something happens to him. .-. I love that dog, a lot. But, I think he'll be okay. Kind of funny that the vets agreed with idea. Lol.
I had a dream about you last night. .-. It wasn't a good dream, really. It was like. I had a dream that you fell for one of the guys in your class, and left me. Which I would understand, I guess. You know. There wouldn't be the 1,000s of miles of distance and everything. But, yeah. I don't know. Lol guess it's my turn to feel a little insecure? I don't know. I'm fine. Neh. I shouldn't love you this much. Like. I'm scared of loving you this much. Is that bad? Don't get me wrong, I fucking love it like you wouldn't imagine. I just don't want to like, do something and watch us both fall. Or vice versa. I'm just scared. But, I'm not going anywhere if you're not. You just... mean way too much to me, I guess. I love you.
School... ugh. I have to big projects I need to do, but I don't want to. I don't care anymoreeee. Why can't fucking June just get here already. I want to get a stable job, I want to move out and get an apartment. Fuck, even if it's just a studio apartment, I don't care. I just need something you know? I don't want to live with anyone. But, at least I have the option of my grandmas friend, family friends, whatever you wanna call them. They're chill enough. Friendly. I know I wouldn't have to worry about getting beat up there! Haha. Too Christian of folks, I guess. Probably wouldn't even raise their voice with me. And I would enjoy helping them, would keep me busy. Keep me doing stuff. The only thing that might get a little annoying is just going out and getting groceries, but that's okay. I'll manage. I just hate shopping. Haha. But yeah, I don't want to live with anyone, though. You know? It's just gonna suck. Forreal.
Soccer, I heard that the coach I can't stand is coming back. I don't like him so much, that he makes me not even want to play this season, how bad is that? I /hate/ him. He is insane. He has a criminal background, but like fucking morons, the school doesn't do background checks, because they're retarded. I hate it. It's like if you would just look at this guys past, you would know that he is not at all suited to be out on the field. He also coaches basketball and he got thrown out of their game a week ago. Got thrown out of several of our games. And the foot ball coaches. They have no right talking to their kids the way they do. I mean, I understand being rough on them, because it's football. But, they are like abusive to these kids. Calling them all kinds of demeaning and degrading things. But, my school is just too fucking blind to do anything about it. It really does piss me off. You just don't even know. Sorry. Sports rant over.
I don't even know I just feel like writing. Even though I should probably put this writing into use by doing my English project. But. Neh.
I gotta go cook soon. Stupid Superbowl party. Gotta make sure I get most of it done tonight. My grandma was supposed to do it, but she isn't feeling well. So like the nice guy I am, I told her I'd do it so she could rest. Because that's what old grammys need, is rest when they don't feel well. I think I'm done for now. Yeah. Adios.
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