8:26 p.m. - 25 October, 2005
All Tumbling Downhill
Hello, guys. For the past few days, ever since homecoming, I've been in a depressed like mood. I mean, I still laugh but everything just was so amazing, and then it all just tumbled down on me. Band has been the worst, Ms. G keeps telling me to take more mouth piece and I really can't because of this tooth problem.
Of all the instruments I had to pick the one that would give me the most trouble in the future. I had the chance to pick the flute or some brass instrument. But no, "clarinet!" I just had to pick the most troublesome of all the insrtuments, the hardest and evilest one. The one that would, eventually when I passed from 6th to 7th, give me headaches and all. Now I wish I had the chance to say "flute!" or "french horn!"
I've been bugging my parents to get me braces for I don't know how many years, but no they find some kind of excuse to say no. I just want to die! Everything is so WRONG! I envy the people who have perfect teeth, the girls that are so pretty that they have a hot boyfriend, tons of friends. And some girls like that tend to throw it all away on drugs, or take it for granted.
I also wish I understood science and math. My two worst subjects. I'm already going to tutoring for math, and my science teacher wants me to go to his tutorials as well. I'm barley passing his class anyway! With a 73, I used to have a A+ average in his class. But everything is just tumbling downhill. I wish God sent me an angel to come and just take away all my anguish, and to help my family get enough money for me to get braces. That way maybe by the time my sophmore or junior year in highschool I'll have decent teeth.
I just want to have a lifelong sleep, and when I wake up everything will be easier and my teeth were nice and straight. Oh, and my clarinet wasn't all busted up and everything was back to normal. But I guess 8th grade is the hardest for some people. I hope highschool isn't like this at all. I just need an angel, I need guidence. You know, a shoulder to cry on type.
I need prayers that my dad will get some type of raise and get me my braces soon. Or something like that...I need a therapist. A counsoler, anyone! Lord, help me
Nia
