I hate a lot of shit.

I'm so fucking sick of some shit, so I'm going to bitch about it on here.
Warning for bad language. (Which I'm sure is definitely coming.)

I'm so fucking sick of French Immersion.
I've been in French Immersion since the seventh grade. I understand French. I can write French. I can speak French. I can conjugate French verbs.
So, why is it necessary to continue it any longer? There's not much time left, I know, but still. I just wish I was over and done with it.

I'm so fucking sick of acting happy.
Fact is; I'm really not happy lately. Call it whatever you like: bitchiness, indifference, rudeness. I don't give a shit. But I'm tired of pretending to be happy just to appease certain people. Why can't I just be myself? That alone would improve my general mood.

I'm so fucking sick of this house.
I HATE this house. There is a constant vibe of tension. It's like walking on egg shells. One minute, the house could be completely quiet. Then, with only minimal words exchanged, all hell breaks loose.

I'm so fucking sick of my iPod Touch.
YES. I find it completely necessary to add this in there. I HATE how I have barely any space left, and how everyone else on the fucking planet has one. I cannot WAIT for Christmas. 160 Gig Classic coming my way, baby.

I'm so fucking sick of feeling ugly.
I wish I had some confidence. Every single day, as I walk through the halls of my High School, I feel like a complete reject. Like people stare at the way clothes fit me. I feel different. My hair never stays the way I want it to, never shines the way I envision it, and my make-up never looks just right. Why can't I just be PRETTY? Is that too much to ask, God?

I'm so fucking sick of waking up early.
I HATE GETTING UP IN THE MORNINGS. That is all.

I'm so fucking sick of NEWFOUNDLAND.
I'm getting angrier as I continue writing. >_> I haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaate this Goddamned island with a passion. There's nothing to do, it's cold, and there's not opportunities here.

I'm so fucking sick of trying to act like I'm over someone.
Yeah, I try my best every fucking day of the week to act indifferent towards said person. I don't want to feel anything for them. I don't want to wish we were more than friends (if we are that right now?) But it doesn't help when I have to see their face every Goddamned day. They're not even nice to me. So why can't I get the fuck over it?

Sorry for venting like that. But I fucking hate a lot of shit.