the drugging of a life time

sorry

This is another hypocrtitical whiney blog from the kid no one cares about:

So, I'm pretty sure I have some sort of mental disability. Like, Dislexia or something. I'm in the 8th grade and I can hardly read. It takes me an hour to read a 10page chapter, while everyone else is whizzing past me. I can read fast, but then I forget what I just read, I have to see the word, read the word, and compute the word. Which takes a while for me. And words are getting harder and bigger now. So it takes longer for me to compute the words. I'm being forced to read two books. And write about them every night. I couldn't care less about either one of them. They both are boring and uninteresting. And now I wish I didn't tell my teacher that I /liked/ reading. Maybe she'd go easier on me... But I do like to read, when it's something I like. Like stories Andi writes and comic books with stupid plots.  I wish I was smart, I wish I could understand things like you can, I wish I was a better student. I wish I was a better person all together. &brokenhearts;