Silence at last

Finally, everybody is out of my house. I can finally just sit back, read, and get some blood off my arm. I'm not trying to make you ladies feel awkward, but if you have no idea how...relieving it is, to be able to just cut yourself and get your head straight, then you have no idea how amazing it is to get some time to yourself after a hectic week. And yes, i have to remove my shirt to change for gym each day, but ive mastered being able to hide my cuts at all times, this one may be a bit more difficult. Its about six inches long, deep, painful, and will crack open again (gross, but, all wounds scab over) if i move too much.
Oh well.
Its not like i havn't been reported yet. They just never said anything to me. I think they just wanted it documented that i am a "potential" nut case. Little do they know, i'm actually worse than anybody would ever imagine.
WHICH BRINGS ME TO MY DAILY QUESTION!
Do you have any daily rituals?
Yes, Everyday is the exact same. I find calmness in having a monotinous day.
6:00- wake up, get in the shower
6:45- out of the shower. (i blowdry and do my makeup during this time as well)
6:46- make a cup of green tea and eat a piece of fruit
6:50- catch the end of the news
7:06- catch my bus
then school is pretty much the same as every day. True i have blocked classes that change from day to day, but i have math and gym each day, so thats pretty solid. Then, i get the same lunch (salad with green peas, cucumber, tomatoes, and light italian dressing with a fat free milk) sit next to the same boy (my current crush) listen to the same pervy jokes, then go to my last class, listen to music, then catch the bus back home. Thats when i change into sweats, eat a grapefruit, another cup of tea, and i fiddle around on blogger, facebook, and youtube till 8 in the evening. Then i just shower, cut, and think of something to tell you ladies in a new post. I would much rather write about how i'm shedding weight like crazy and i'm dating, happy, and just completly perfect. Sadly, I'm not. So, for now, you all are stuck with my terrible little emo kid rants.
For example, if you were to read Morbo Correptus (my current journal) then you would read how bad i really am. This blog is sort of a cleaner version. Less cussing, sex, and deathwishes.
Well, what a nice little morbid post. On that note, i think i'm going to get off here and head to bed. After all, it is almost 10:30. Part of my daily ritual includes sleeping at the exact same time. I know, i know. It's lame to set a bedtime for yourself, but i would rather not throw off my whole day and fuck up the whole "stuck in a never ending rut" thing that i have going.
ahhh....i hate how my life is. I wish i could be spontanious. But any spontanity i have comes off as incredible spazziness and social awkwardness, which works for me i suppose.
Goodnight lovelies<3