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You know life is strange. Soccer is finally over, so now I have my time back, but there is still stress. Over school, over him, over everything. It just doesn't seem to end. Ever. My teachers give one project after another, test after test after test. I just don't understand why there is so much to do lately. And then problems with everything just follow and complicate it. It's life.
So we had this assignment for photography to create a 'self-portrait' collage. It is so fun, because it isn't actually me, it is my way of thinking, my strange design that represents myself. I'm addicted to it. It's my mom's birthday tomorrow, and Amy's today. Now I have to go do some frickin Of mice and men thing. I mean honestly, I read the book, why do i have to make a journal? I can just write the f.ing essay and get it over with.
Super.
So we had this assignment for photography to create a 'self-portrait' collage. It is so fun, because it isn't actually me, it is my way of thinking, my strange design that represents myself. I'm addicted to it. It's my mom's birthday tomorrow, and Amy's today. Now I have to go do some frickin Of mice and men thing. I mean honestly, I read the book, why do i have to make a journal? I can just write the f.ing essay and get it over with.
Super.