im surrounded by happy cousins biting cookies and dropping crumbs on the floor, and loads of adults talking about solemn things.
maybe cos the rain is pouring outside, and im inside, warm and dry, with a big family talking, the kids laughing and the food in reach, all the bad feelings in the day had went away.

yea, so im okay now.
actually, my life's great, except for choir.

for the 10010th time, let me say choir make my life a little less nice. (im trying my best to make myself sound good already)
choir make me want to take knifes and stab into people. choir make me want to saw tree trunks into slices, choir make me, just want to not go for choir.

but im walking on, because i know im not the only one walking this path
i dont want to be selfish to complain. i'll just bear with it, and move on.

but one day, i know i'll be tired of trying so hard to be someone im not.