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Thursday, March 3

You're lasy

I just woke up and realised we have phys today. And I can't be there, makes me feel sick. My legs look like some wild animal scratched them up, and the rest is still recovering. I can't change discreetly unless I'm late, and I don't wanna be late, but in truth I've really stopped caring and.. ugh. I want to climb a wall. I'll just.. leave it, sometimes you're lucky. I am starting to think that itching burns look worse than actual cuts, it looks so horrible! Why are mornings so hard to get through? No sun? I was thinking yesterday that this lifestyle really isn't fitted for teenagers. Secondary education ought to be taken serious, I think it's healthier to go through as a grown up. Or just 18+. My frontal lobe isn't fully developed yet, I'm only beginning to grasp what's right and wrong, we're all little lunatics for chrissakes... On the other hand, that might be why you choose to keep us cramped inside educational buildings for so many years - to make sure we don't get into trouble. I am definitely late.

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