I FEEL LIKE A PREPPY BITCH!!!

I feel like a complete &!%#@. I talk to my friends about my stresses and my worries.....but I never listen to them. I just talk and talk about the same guys, same songs, and the same things everyday. The quiet dork I never wanted to be, I'm better off being. Either that or the quiet goth who talks every now and then. Michael asked about me Wednesday. I didn't go in to school b'cause I had a dentist appointment and I got an extraction (I also might need braces). The novicane wore off and everything in my mouth started to hurt. Michael wasn't here today, but I want to still give him a chance (he's never in class and he's not in my lunch period, so the only time I see him is during dismissal [even that's rare]). Shanen isn't being mean anymore, but Ben made me realize something I hate about myself. When I was in elementary and middle school, I was called an annoying, cry baby. I hated that, and then I went into a stage where I took everything seriously. Now, I'm heading back into my past social life in school. Not only was I an annoying, cry baby, but my math was horrible and I almost got kicked out of orchestra. Now my orchestral issue, I have devised a plan and it will work wonderfully, I know it. Math; however, is very hard. For some reason I can't understand the material hands on like I used to. I feel like I'm failing, and the teacher can't seem to help me. He says he doesn't have the time and it's not his responsibilty to make sure I learn it, he just has to present it. Spanish is great. My World Geography class is great, I can get all the political and physical feature stuff. So... let's see....Ben basically pointed out that I'm annoying and immature. My friend Niki basically pointed out that I talk to much and don't listen enough to the people I talk to at school. My math grade is slowly slipping away from me along with my crush. Oh and let's not forget the regular girl problems:
The desire for my first kiss.
The desire for a boyfriend or just a guy friend to relate to completely (that means they don't have sarcascism in their voice when I ask them to come watch a thunder storm, watch the clouds, or stargaze with me).
The desire to be accepted, and not teased for my unity (for example, no one should be saying anything about my shoes, THEY ARE JUST !%#$@&* SKECHERS, WHAT IS THE BIG %#@!*+& DEAL?!!!!).
These are just the simple things I think about, this includes my parents financial issues and if they will affect me.

Got to go and relax....
Sayonara....
K.Girl