It's pretty accurate to say that I would rather stare at the wall than open my Spanish book and read. Or do math homework. Or any of the other work that I have to do. A nap also sounds good.
I need to shake myself out of this constant bad mood. I hate it. I don't know what's wrong. Maybe emo-ness is contagious. And I caught it. Hmmm
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I really need to re-learn how to parallel park. I could have had an awesome spot on Clay today, and I went for it, but then I hit the curb and I was like 'fuck this shit
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