So much has happened, and yet, im tired

I got a sword for Christmas, I read hellscreen and the stranger, more school comes and hits me. 

The guy on the bus who talks to me occasionally but mostly to himself while using me to bounce sound off back to him still smells bad even into the new year 

I feel like I need a drink of everything in the world and every sweet treat, but no reprieve awaits me until I can get a job which is impossible because no where is hiring and I'm too young to work at half of the places

I wanted to blog so I could have something to look back on, but more time passes and I find myself wanting to drift pass this stage of life until I have more agency to live a life worth committing to memory 

I'm stuck between reading Dr faustus, crime and punishment, and pride and prejudice. I'm going to ask my friend which i should read

The sword is pretty cool, but it's really heavy so I think it's supposed to be a decoration. Next year, I hope I get an axe or a mace.