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[revieloutionne]

You know what?

I don't care.

I don't care that my school lost the football game last night.

I don't care that I'm the most depressed I've ever been in my life and I have been for the longest time I've ever been depressed.

I don't care that everytime I'm around a certain person I get all hanyaan.

I don't care that that's caused my depression.

I don't care that it's a guy I'm getting hanyaan around.

I don't care that I'm probably going to regret writing that where people I see every day at school are going to read it.

I don't care that I wrote that where hanyaan-guy might see it.

I don't care that I'm probably going to have some freinds acting very different around me now, because I don't really know them anyway, and quite frankly, they annoy me.

I don't care that I just used way too many commas in that previous sentence.

And most importantly:

I don't care that I don't care. I know I should, but I don't.

And in two days, I"m going to have to go through the third act of Our Town again, and I'm afraid that I'm going to become much worse. If I could get out of the play, I would. However, I'd have to explain everything to my parents, Hancy would hate me, Scott Booze would get a bigger part, and belive me, he shouldn't be in the play to begin with, but there was a lack of male auditioners, and it wouldn't help any, really. Being in the play is one of the few high points of my life.

And that totally didn't get that out of my system like I thought it would...