I feel kind of unstable when such small things make me want to break down into tears. Thankfully it only lasts about three seconds, and then I can just feel bitter. Lunch? Really? Stop squirming, you're going down the trash can. I am so behind with my writing, ugh. I have to get at least one chapter finished tonight. Then I can just go at it while we're away in the summer house - Mom said no internet, so I'll have to rely on the computer dictionary... Just please tell me there's at least a DVD player? Stupid teenager. I would give anything for a vacation consisting of just being at home, doing whatever the hell I want, whether it be drinking my brains out all night or watching an effin' documentary. I suppose that's all going to have to wait until summer. Which is fine, actually.
I have downloaded so much wonderful music, I can't wait for the car ride.
I'll take the juice box. Hard to fuck that up anyway. I felt on top of things during the math test. Glad S took time to explain that small problem to me, otherwise I would've been screwed. He's more patient than I first assumed. And I made it to philosophy class next semester yay!




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