With Every Breath You Pray For Death
It's been an alright past few days. Nothing really has gone wrong, just a lot of close calls on getting in trouble and shit, and the fact that I haven't slept for two and a half days. Haven't really been all that tired or anything, there's some things that have been subconciously on my mind, and I've finally realized it. I'm going to pass out soon and probably not wake up til Sunday, I'm pretty glad. I've lost my voice, I can't yell at emo kids anymore, I've lost the will to live.
Spring break is soon, that should be fun. Don't have anything planned yet, but I'm pretty sure there are some parties in my future. Hoping to hang out with everybody this weekend, maybe go to the mall and harrass people or the fair or something.
School has been alright, I'm trying to catch up on my work and shit instead of looking for excuses while I'm failing. I promised myself that I'm gonna try and do all my work next 9 weeks, hopefully I won't have to go to summer school except for economics and american history. If I don't pass out, I might update later. It's still pretty early in the day. But what's early when you don't sleep?
Spring break is soon, that should be fun. Don't have anything planned yet, but I'm pretty sure there are some parties in my future. Hoping to hang out with everybody this weekend, maybe go to the mall and harrass people or the fair or something.
School has been alright, I'm trying to catch up on my work and shit instead of looking for excuses while I'm failing. I promised myself that I'm gonna try and do all my work next 9 weeks, hopefully I won't have to go to summer school except for economics and american history. If I don't pass out, I might update later. It's still pretty early in the day. But what's early when you don't sleep?