It's been horrible, lately. Lots of kids in gym class have been picking on me lately, whether it's with words or just trying to irritate me to see what I'll do. One of them is a boy who I often told on because he kept disobeying the gym teacher, and one is the nicest girl in the entire school, who, today, started yelling at me. When I asked her nicely to stop, she just told me to shut up.
Along with that, the grading period for third semester ends this Friday. I'm trying my best to do all my work and get good grades (especially in History because I've been absent a lot in school), but right now I'm as stressed as hell trying to do it all. It's nice that I'm being excemted from some assignments, but I'm still stressed out thanks to Science.
As for home, I've been feeling left out. Mom and dad are usually occupied by what their doing or with Carson (my little sis), leaving me to feeling like the outcast of the family. The only one who seems to give a damn about me is my dog, but unfortunetly she probably doens't understand a single word I say to her.
I just feel like there's no hope in trying to be happy anymore. I don't even know if doing something good or bad will effect my life anymore.