Sleepy

Sometimes life just feels so long. Okay, maybe that was a stupid statement, but  you get what I mean, right? Every minute of our lives is planned out exactly. We have three minute breaks between classes and then have to shut up and take notes. After school there are spots which monopolize our free time. We come home. Do as much home work as can fit before it's too late. Shower. Sleep. And then it starts all over. Am I that crazy for wanting to look at tomorrow and realize I can do whatever I want? I'm sick of having to know exactly what my life will entail down to the minute for the next month. All I want for Christmas is freedom. Okay, I'm done ranting.