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At this rate the chances of my finishing The Kerins' essay are slim to none. Unless you know, I call her and start sobbing and be like "I HATE YOUR FUCKING CLASS BECAUSE YOUR HOMEWORK ASSIGNMENTS ARE TOO FUCKING HARD, YOU FUCKING BITCH."
The chances of me NOT saying something along those lines are pretty damn low. Because I have an assignment for Chabot due at midnight tonight that their fucking website isn't letting me do, I'm confused and slightly angsty over the whole conversation with Chasey from last night...
But there's still a lot of love there. So...even if we let go of the friendship for a while, it won't be that bad. Or at least that's what I'm trying to tell myself.
Why did I procrastinate on homework yesterday before Chasey's party? Why?
And how the hell can I get myself out of this state of perpetual angst?
And I need music to reflect my mood. All the songs on my iPod are too fucking happy.
The chances of me NOT saying something along those lines are pretty damn low. Because I have an assignment for Chabot due at midnight tonight that their fucking website isn't letting me do, I'm confused and slightly angsty over the whole conversation with Chasey from last night...
But there's still a lot of love there. So...even if we let go of the friendship for a while, it won't be that bad. Or at least that's what I'm trying to tell myself.
Why did I procrastinate on homework yesterday before Chasey's party? Why?
And how the hell can I get myself out of this state of perpetual angst?
And I need music to reflect my mood. All the songs on my iPod are too fucking happy.