The Smashed Mirror

     Well another day, another new post. Its actually a brighter day, as the sun attempts to peek through the clouds. Forty-eight days to go, then I will finally taste freedom once again, the very word excites the tip of my tongue. This week will go by fairly quickly, I have two tests coming up: American government and Precalculus. Boring. But, the calculus test has kept me awake at night because the test is twenty percent of my grade, that's enough to make me faint. Today we had an english paper due, which I attempted to do thoroughly (and ended up hurting my eyes in the process). But, hopefully after this week I'll be able to catch up on sleep knowing that the stress of the week is over. Only to start it all again the next week. I can't even tell you how horrible it is to be home all the time with nothing to do except homework and watch the re-runs on television. I'm becoming bored with my own life, I just hope that I can convince my mother to un-ground me by spring break because sitting in the house all day was not exactly how I planned on spending it. Its going to remind me of summer, when all day I waited to go to work because that was the only thing I did. My life is turning into a constant cycle of school, work, homework, work. It seems to grow more and more tiresome as the days go on. But, the worst I'd have to say is the tracker, I now have to be watched on a constant basis, every foot I move, recorded. It simply is driving me mad, and how I have to "check in" when I've been in the same place for the last few hours and how every place I go I get questioned. Even when I go to the bank, anywhere it is always questioned. It simply is enough to make a person want to throw their phone deep into the ocean and never look back. Sometimes I wish I could just forget, forget everything. The memories that I have now will always be carried with me and it will forever damage me. I'll write more later, promise.