Those Horses are White

I’ve mentioned before the incredibly racist nature of my former middle school. It’s a pretty gangsta school, and everyone really is separated by race, however sometimes unconsciously.

High school is different.

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Insomnia

I shall say that trying to sleep for three minutes and then deciding that you cannot sleep any longer is useless.

There have been times when I’ve stayed up the whole night; deciding that I cannot sleep any longer after the first two hours. If I don’t sleep, trying gets me into a trance where time passes oh so slowly, but seems short the day after. And my parents would murder if I get up to watch TV. It takes me two hours to get to sleep on a summer day. Minimum. Anger does not deter sleep if I am really that tired.

School days are me fighting off sleep deprivation, on the other hand.

Just try to sleep?

My Birthday

At least my birthday isn’t on the most depressing day of the year, but it’s not like this birthday is very special.

My parents are Asian parents who are cheap. Really cheap.

In the past few years, they’ve developed a “It’s your birthday, let’s go somewhere special!”-thing. But they don’t really go anywhere interesting. In fact, they decide, always, to pick somewhere we go every week. It’s like saying that on a special occasion, a student should go to their normal classes to celebrate.

Their argument is that they spent money. So? You didn’t spend any more than if it was a regular day.

My parents have spent more money going to a restaurant on a whim than on special occasions.

Right now, we’re arguing on where we should go for dinner, with my parents rejecting every idea that’s not “Let’s just get take-out from the regular place.”