I swear every day gets longer than the other. I lounge around staring at my four walls like something miraculous might change. Can't hang out with my friends because unlike me, they have family to spend the holidays with. I am beginning to have cabin fever and I honestly cannot wait for school to resume, which is highly laughable. Never thought those words would ever come out of my mouth.
I always hated school. Never was I the "studious" type. I just go because the thought of being in this house day in and day out, much like I am now, will drive me into an insane asylum. I guess my life isn't as cracked up as its supposed to be. Being by myself, spending the holidays alone, completely and utterly sucks. It is all kinds of depressing. You'd think my parents would come home and spend time
