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Today was just not a good day. For no particular reason. I cried for a good portion of it, but that's okay, because crying is very relieving and cathartic. I had nowhere to cry, though, so I left the house early before practice and sat in my car in the back of the liberty parking lot for a while. Because I am that lame.
I know I can do better. I'm just not trying hard enough. I've gotten through life so easily up to now, and since things have started to get hard, I haven't been working any harder than usual... I just need to put some effort into things.
I just want this semester to be over.
I really don't want to be home right now. I just want to go to the park and sit on the swings and have a talk with a good friend.
There is a competition tomorrow, and I don't want to go. I feel bad that I can't work on the Macbeth project with everyone, because of drill... school is supposed to be my first priority...
I know I can do better. I'm just not trying hard enough. I've gotten through life so easily up to now, and since things have started to get hard, I haven't been working any harder than usual... I just need to put some effort into things.
I just want this semester to be over.
I really don't want to be home right now. I just want to go to the park and sit on the swings and have a talk with a good friend.
There is a competition tomorrow, and I don't want to go. I feel bad that I can't work on the Macbeth project with everyone, because of drill... school is supposed to be my first priority...