The one thing that I absolutely can't stand is when people can't admit they're wrong. I was having a conversation with my cousin today and the whole time she kept going on and on about how I'm wrong and blah, blah. I actually started to believe her and so I simply gave up and even told her that, which was quite stupid of me considering the fact that I did turn out to be right. Ick, I knew it all along. Of course, I'm going to feel like a loser if I bring it up again, which I won't unless she mentions something about it first. Am I too over analytical? Maybe. It's just that she had the biggest attitude about it, as she always does with basically everything, and that grates on my nerves. If you're going to state what you believe, at least do it in a kind manner and not act as if you're superior to whoever you're talking to. Sheesh, I hate her sometimes. Her two sisters are just as irritating. It's as if they live for those "I'm right and you're wrong" arguments. I hate arguing with people... my point never gets across but then again, it's not as if they're ever willing to lend an ear.

School tomorrow. I so don't want to go... I wish I can just drop out. Well, actually, I don't because that was simply my stupid laziness speaking. Another five days consisting of stress and overwhelming feelings are in full view, although they won't be all that bad considering that the HSPAs (High School Proficiency Assessment) will be during morning classes from Tuesday to Thursday. It's basically a test that determines whether or not you'll be graduating high school. I hope it's not too difficult. I hate standardized tests with a passion. I mean, how can a stupid test represent your level of intelligence? Oh well, I don't believe it'll be too difficult. At least, I hope not.

I hope the rest of my junior year flies by because frankly, I've had enough of the same people and what comes along with knowing them. Besides that, I hate how I can never get myself to express how I actually feel about them. I have this tendency of being extremely cautious as not to let these people know what I actually think of them. It's not that I'm fake because with certain people that I strongly dislike, I make it a point to indirectly hint that to them. It's not ever too obvious, but they usually get the picture. I don't understand why they feel the need to put up an act as if everything's perfectly fine between me and them when it's not. Why can't they just leave me the heck alone? Blah. My school friends aren't all that great either. We've all kind of drifted away from each other, or maybe I've drifted away from them. I'm leaning towards the latter. Sigh. I won't go into it because there's too much for me to talk about and knowing how I am, it'll all come out as useless drivel.

My new goal is to update every single day. Whoah, that sounds a tad bit ambitious considering I never have the energy or motivation to do so. The fact that I blogged two days in a row is astounding, isn't it? ;) It's just that I have so much locked up inside and most of the time, I never get the oppurtunity to let it out in some decent form or outlet. I guess blogging's what some may consider therapeutic, and I actually believe it helps me greatly.

Well, I'm going to go read a little of Born Confused before hitting the sack. The book's actually humorous and interesting at the same time. I spent a long time at the bookstore trying to find a book for some light reading and that's one of the ones that I bought. So far, it hasn't been a disappointment.