I came back home. For my dad's birthday. Today is 11. Yesterday i went out with mom to exchange something i had bought a week ago. While returning I saw. It is 12:10pm and i have lab from 2 and i still haven't left. I don't want to go back. I don't want to be in this room. I want to write. I have exams from 15. My parents brought fruits for me to take back. I want to sleep more. I don''t want to do the lab. Don't wan to return, don't want to be here. I saw how my mom pretended to not see yestersay and so did I. I remember hearing her say something but i guess i was too sleepy or it was just a part of my dream. I have started somewhat journalling, like drawing shit. I can show you the recent one, it's not complete.
I asked like four people what to write, one of them gave me a lot of his personal quotes and shii but yea, ill figure it out. 1st sem, 2nd sem mid sem, 2nd sem, 2nd sem and now 3rd sem mid sem. Someone has to be there to ruin my exams. I am not studying again. I need to stop other people influence my life to the point it's not my life. I am upset with a lot of people. I should brush my teeth more often. I will get vacations soon but i don't wanna have it. college bad, being 20 bad. bye bye.
Came baack to say the new 21 pilots album will be out this 15th.