stress is a big fish in a little mans head

school is a evil thing that sadistic parents force their children to attend. It causes copious irritation to the poor child who has to work their ass off excessively to pass a class that in their, and their fellow classmates minds, is impossible to pass. I think that parents need to just ease off the whole, you fail you die you live on the streets type attitude. It feels as though to live a seemingly good life you dont not have the right to relax, to have fun and to be stress free. Well, i pretty much say screw what they think. I dont want to live my life being stress all the time and always worrying. Being mediocre but happy seems like a much better option. My parents have decided that i such at math so much that i need to have tuition three times a week with my math teacher.. at lunchtime. I already knew that i sucked at math, but i still made a attempt to try hard. But to make me give up my free time, the time that i can have stress free with my friends, is simply a totalitarian action.
My parents want the best for me, but sometimes they need to have faith in my and let my decisions, good bad, teach me what i should do in MY life. At the end of the day, if i want to try hard i will but if i dont i wont. They dont have power over how hard i apply myself in my studies. They are just damn lucky that i would rather spend my time with a teacher reviewing the thing that i hate the most then fight with them and get grounded for a terrifyingly long time. I know there are many people who dont try at school, but i am not one of them. And after almost 16 years of knowing me i think my parents should know this.
I love the days that i get to spend with noel, i get to swim which is something that i love but sadly cant be bothered to do alot of the time, and i get to spend time with a friend who i very dear to me. I find myself awaiting the texts that say.. "skye, can i come swimming today?". He also inspires me to think of what kind of tasty dish i will make for dinner haha
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today was also the terry fox run for cancer. I ran non stop for 10 mins, when i did it. I thought non stop of Grace and Tracey. I sang to god begging him to let tracey live. I did well and everyone was proud of me. But when i went up to change it all got to much and i burst into tears. It was kind of embarrasing. I really hate to cry in front of my peers. But i felt better after it.
I just shows how much i need support from my friends. I really am so blessed to have them <3.