I literally spend all day and night to morning just finishing up homework. It pisses me off. I have three summaries due tomorrow and I’m just about finishing one. What was I thinking taking all these classes. There’s so much work! I’m lucky enough I can just make it through these past two weeks. All this stress is kicking in. My birthday’s tomorrow. And I guess I’ll...
Who has two thumbs and birthday is in five days?
This girl! :D
There was also this one thing that just keeps running through my mind. I guess you could call it the highlight of my day. When I was talking about band in the last post, I didn’t mention that one of our color guards (Ally) had a panic attack. I think she was sick for a while, but I knew she lost her voice. Although, there was just something about her mishap that just really got to me. Ally...
Today has to be one of the greatest day of school since it’s started. I’ve been so overwhelmed the past few weeks with all of these projects, homework, essays, and PSAT’s my teachers have enforced us to do. I haven’t been in such a good mood in a long time. I’m so grateful I share a Chemistry class with the Latin Lyceum kids because if I wasn’t placed in there...
I hate when a guy is so emotional and short tempered to the point where he’s rather the girlfriend in the relationship than the boyfriend. Ugh.
I miss you, Gina. There’s so much I want to say right now, but I can’t seem to past this overwhelming feeling. After a few months now, I still can’t possibly say everything needed to be said. There was so much I wanted to say to you, but never thought it was worth bringing up a conversation. There was so much I could have shared with you, but never got the courage to make the...
I hate days like these. I hate the feeling you have no choice, but to feel hopeless because the scenery just happens to match it perfectly. I don’t mind being tired, but it’s the feeling of being too down. Like I’m way too drained out to do anything and always finding myself being alone, laying down in a pile of nothingness. The feeling’s so neutral. I’m neither...
I miss my old hair. One word of advice. NEVER, I repeat, NEVER let an Asian lady cut your hair unless she’s an idealistic professional hair dresser and doesn’t talk too much. If not, you’d come out with hair all chopped up in every direction and and no hope in making it look good. Shoot. I’ll take split ends and everything my old hair was instead of this cut. All...
That really sucky moment when you’re just starting to realize your bestfriend is more of a bestfriend to someone else and you’re just someone she’s known for a long time.. sigh.