Shoot

I finished learning my monologue for the new play my school’s putting on. Dad insisted I try out since he says I can ‘emote well’. He says it means that I can put feeling into words, but can’t everyone do that? He’s convinced I should go to this acting camp this summer, but I’m 95.6 per cent sure that it’s just another way they can spend more ‘time’ together.

     Father made me actually go to school today, even though all we’re doing is studying for exams. I’ve only got a week and a half left until I’m finished and it feels like it just keeps dragging on and on. I’ve almost finished my project for art, which I’ll post when I glue it all together. Now I’m off to finish an Honors Biology study guide and an assignment for History. I’m sick of this ‘review’ assignments. They’re so bloodyboring.

I’m sure I sound like a broken record, but ask me something. Please. Anything. I don’t care at this point. Or, better yet, if you know who this Sherlock Holmes person is, can one of you tell me who he is? It’s bothersome.

Honestly. I am so bored. Dad and Father are in Moscow, and they've left me home with Irene. All she ever wants to talk about is this Sherlock person, and I'm about ready to bludgeon her about the head and shoulders with a heavy, blunt object. Please ask me questions.

Honestly, crime and assassinations get old after you just watch for so long. It's only fun when you actually plan it or carry it out. Father wants me to take over if he dies, but Dad wants me to try and live a relatively normal life, so I don't get to have any fun. Father sends me out on shopping trips with Irene when he and Dad want to be alone.

So I guess yes, I do get left alone a lot. But I find other people boring.

I really don't understand the point of titles. They're so boring. I much rather figure out what something is while I'm reading it than have someone tell me all about it, like most titles do.

Anyway, this blog is open, and so is this little 'ask box' thing. I'm quite bored and should be studying.