Are you going to "The Beatles: The Lost Concert" movie premier in a few weeks?
AnonymousI would if I could…
AnonymousI could fucking kill everyone
Okay yes, I have not been on Tumblr for a fair amount of time, and yes I’m a fan blog, but I need to rage so fucking bad it’s not even funny.
So I’m in year 12, senior year, we are going into week 9 of first term and already I feel like I’m going to fail. I’m so stressed that my heart fucking hurts and I hardly get any sleep, nor do I leave my house unless it’s for school.
My fucking parents think I’m being dramatic. They tell me I don’t know the stress of life. Well no shit, I’m fucking 17. But I do know the stress of year 12, and it’s not fun. At all. When I try to tell them how stressed I am, or even try to talk to them, they tell me to shut up. They are the type of parents who also like to stir you up for their enjoyment, and no, it doen’t help. When I’m angry or over tired or anything and I’m in a bad mood and I just want to be left alone, they ask me what’s wrong and I say just year 12, they tell me to get over it. I have drama rehersals every Monday afternoon because my year 12 drama teacher is a fucking douche, and I’ve told my parents this, so what do they ask me before I even walk through the door after drama? Not hello, it’s ‘Where have YOU been?’
This year is the year that determins my future. I have to get into Uni, but my parents think that I only get a litte bit of homework a night and plan to go out to friends places on the weekend and I have to go and when I complain and get angry that I just can’t go due to my homework, they tell me that I’m bull shitting and I shouldn’t have that much homework. They think it’s like year 9 or 10. They don’t understand. And it’s only the fucking beginning of year 12.
Fuck.
