Come wander with me.

He came from the sunset, he came from the sea.
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Back again, I see. This is all I ever do anymore. Just write and type. Life is duller than usual, and school is nothing to look forward to anymore. The trouble never ends, and the plot continues to thicken everyday. I despise people. I revolt them. I've always known it, but recently, I've embraced it. People are completely selfish beings. None of which are worth any effort, considering how easy it is for them to forget about me. But it's alright, I really don't mind. As long as me and society have an understanding, than I have no problem flying under the radar. My days consist of slumping through school, and any free time I get, I just go to the library. That is my life. The library rat with no social life. I gave up 'friends'. Their as bad as the rest of them. Their all about primitive emotions, and no second thoughts. All their regrets are based on third-party opinions, and I want nothing to do with a group of miscreants. Now, I may myself be one, but at least I'm not blind and ignorant. Next year, I do my own thing with school. All I do at my highschool next year, is artistically based. All my academics are to be done at my own pace at the ED Center.Now most people think that the ED Center is for people of lesser intelligence or trouble-makers.

Nay nay.

It's for those who wish to work at their own pace. Also, I didn't even ask for this. The school I guess just noticed that I can ace the schoolwork, I just don't apply myself. I hardly explained why, and their just going to put me through an academic program where I do minimal work, and I could complete my academics in about three months. I also get the same graduation plan as everyone. It's a win-win scenario, and I'm more than happy to take advantage of this opportunity. As for people, I keep them literally at a distance. I hardly talk to the people I used to. They wonder why, completely self-involved. "Danielle, why don't we ever hang out anymore? Do you hate me?" No, you selfish prick. I despise the highschool game, and I refuse to conform to a circulation of selfish norms. Stop thinking about yourself. How about you consider why I myself am isolating myself other than making the situation about yourself? That's how I decipher friends. People who are based on first-come-first-serve emotions bother me. Their selfish, and people just don't care. I hate it. Chances are, if you're reading this, you don't care. That's alright, neither do I. I've learned to stop apologizing for other peoples mistakes, and giving into what other people want. Whats more dispicable, is that people half of the time only speak to me when it's of their benefit. Well, fuck you.

Anywho, that's all for now.
Farewell my phantom internet audience.