The first part

I guess I'll start my blog now. Better late than never. And so.
I suppose you could say I hate most things in life. Friends. Imediate Family. Being a teenager. Life right now, sucks.
I think my mind decided to start going emo a few months ago. I don't know what my soul has decided yet, but since I haven't slit my wrists yet, so far so good.
I haye being me.
When I die, I want to be resurected as an eagle. Or a wolf. Something without the pressures of homework. I hate homework. And life.
People say this is a phase. That I don't get enough sleep. But I sleep a good part of the night now, and from 8:30 to 2:30. That IS why they invented school, rite?
My teachers, parents, and most of the world call me a slacker. I call is uninspired. School essays bore me to tears. But my stories are my lifeblood. I have only posted The Journey so far, but maybe someday I will get around to posting Freedom Fighters, Left Behind and Enlightened.
So no, I am not a slacker. I am uninspired. And I hate homework, which I should probably do now...