It's a Monday night, and I have no school on Wednesday. But the feats I must endure to get to that point with satisfaction makes my heart beat faster.
I have soccer practice tonight, but I don't want to go. To be frank, I never want to go. You can trust me to make some sort of excuse to get out of making my lazy butt get off the plastic chair in my room and onto a football field instead.
The thing is, I am not very talented at soccer. True, my team is going to the league championships, but I feel more like a burden than anything else when I'm on the faux grass field with my teammates. And plus, I have homework to do. LOTS of homework to do. Why? Because I procrastinate. A LOT. It's terrible, absolutely degrading. But it's a habit I'm not trying hard enough to break.
I suck at English. I'm taking AP American Literature and I'm a Junior and it's my only AP, and I suck at it. I think I'm getting a B, at best. My 6th grade science teacher, Mr.Lichtmen, or whatever the hell his name is, told me to surround myself by smart friends, because it was a positive environment to be around. So I did that, and all my friends are either geniuses, or they are smart enough to not take AP English, because they know they'll suck at it (like me). Last year I did well in Honors English, I got an A both semesters. But this year is depressing.
I'm so stupid. And I really don't want to go to soccer practice.
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