maybe this is just the stomach flu talking
with an earful of mirah, a mouthful of vomit, a brain full of crammed ecology notes, a spirit cramped by lethargy, and a heart just plain full...
i step forward into no man's land. green pastures where i will NOT be grazing.
IB, you can suck it. it's fourth quarter, and it's dawned on me that no matter how hard i work, it never makes a difference. so even if i lessen my workload, i will still make the same fucking mediocre grades.
this, first and foremost, means no more brain-splitting 60 page logs. no sir.
second, no more all-nighters.
this will be the quarter of fat checks, cute shoes, mouthing off, the "hot spot", and dress-shopping.
this will be the quarter of no weekday curfews, no essay rewrites, no exboyfriend issues, and more working out.
this will be the quarter of starbucks as a priority, not attendence issues, and playing with my brother more.
this quarter is for me. this quarter i plan to achieve self fulfillment, which does not involve killing myself over .5 percentages, B's, and how many tardies i've accumulated. fuck the black list. im not listening ANYMORE!
as some would say, the audrey train as left the station. TOOT-TOOT!
i step forward into no man's land. green pastures where i will NOT be grazing.
IB, you can suck it. it's fourth quarter, and it's dawned on me that no matter how hard i work, it never makes a difference. so even if i lessen my workload, i will still make the same fucking mediocre grades.
this, first and foremost, means no more brain-splitting 60 page logs. no sir.
second, no more all-nighters.
this will be the quarter of fat checks, cute shoes, mouthing off, the "hot spot", and dress-shopping.
this will be the quarter of no weekday curfews, no essay rewrites, no exboyfriend issues, and more working out.
this will be the quarter of starbucks as a priority, not attendence issues, and playing with my brother more.
this quarter is for me. this quarter i plan to achieve self fulfillment, which does not involve killing myself over .5 percentages, B's, and how many tardies i've accumulated. fuck the black list. im not listening ANYMORE!
as some would say, the audrey train as left the station. TOOT-TOOT!