Fucked By Circumstance
September 5, 2006
You don't really know me and I lurk your site sometimes, but i just need a straight fucking answer, because I can figure everything out but not this. I recently moved and began high school last year. It sucked to be honest. I was depressed because I had no friends, and because I was depressed i didn't do my homework. Its continueing this year and i'm not getting my homework done and my grades are already suffering. I just keep lieing to my parents about the reasons for all this shit. I am a good liar, but its tiring.
I have no fucking idea what to do. I'm reaching out online more and more for friends, but i need geniune flesh and blood people who live a bike ride away. And with the grades thing, its no that i'm stupid because i am fucking smart as hell, thats what got me into private school. Its that the homework has no appeal to me and i detest it as a symbol of everything i hate about my life. My only answer is moving back where i came from to live with my friends, but thats not really an option. I think my suffering grades are going to ruin my future and i don't have a fucking clue what to do. I've turned down medications because I want to be me, i don't want some personality mondifing bullshit that will negatively affect my sexual performance. I don't have the answers for the first time in my life, Galen. I hate school, i hate life(i'm not emo, *shudders*, i actually like life just not this life i'm forced to live), and I don't have any idea what to do! I don't know whether to move on or repress my depression or what?
Fuck this Shit Galen, you gotta help me!
Fucked by Circumstance
Yeah, I can tell you haven't been doing your homework. When the letter "I" comes in the middle of a sentence, it should be CAPITOLIZED! It's "What am I going to do?" not "What am i going to do?" you moron! I'm guessing you haven't done homework since like 2nd grade.
You people think I'm fucking kidding about this shit. This is like the 3rd Dear Galen letter in the past week that I've gotten that isn't suitable for publishing. Why's it here on my site then, you ask? Because you fuckers really think I'm just joking around and that I'll answer your shit no matter what.
Fuck you. Mr. Fucked, copy your letter above. Paste it into MS Word and run a spellcheck for fuck's sake! After you fix the spelling, proof read it. Fix those lower-case I's and learn the difference between "its" and "it's". After you've done that, resubmit it and I'll respond.
All My Loathing,