Today will be my last ever day of highschool.
This is rediculous.
It's 4 am, I just made cookies, I'm waiting for the 2nd 1/2 of the batch to come out of the oven. I had more coffee tonight than I've had in a while I am having to retype each word like 3 times although I have a sneaking suspician that my keyboard is sticking. I don't feel tired in that disoriented way, just sick to my stomach kind of way.
I've allready written two essays tonight. Which honestly is more than I actually thought I would get done. I thnk I can maybe, maybe knock off one more. If I'm lucky.
At least that way I'll ge at least a C, or I could convince Matt to find and let me copy his Cracking India Essay, or Jane. She's a nice responsible girl, she'd probably let me
I feel like I could write Cracking India about me right now. And the "severing of personal relationships" in my life.
Hopefully I can finish this China essay in about an hour and a 1/2 so I can get into the shower around 6. I wonder if I have time to do a load of laundry.
After tomorrow, highschool is over.
Over.
And as much as I loathe it,
I'm not ready.
I'm not ready or responsible, I don't want to go to SLU, and I don't want to write this essay right now.
But I will.
Maybe.
I just got a voicemail- someone else is up and distraught, time to go and find my kind.
It's 4 am, I just made cookies, I'm waiting for the 2nd 1/2 of the batch to come out of the oven. I had more coffee tonight than I've had in a while I am having to retype each word like 3 times although I have a sneaking suspician that my keyboard is sticking. I don't feel tired in that disoriented way, just sick to my stomach kind of way.
I've allready written two essays tonight. Which honestly is more than I actually thought I would get done. I thnk I can maybe, maybe knock off one more. If I'm lucky.
At least that way I'll ge at least a C, or I could convince Matt to find and let me copy his Cracking India Essay, or Jane. She's a nice responsible girl, she'd probably let me
I feel like I could write Cracking India about me right now. And the "severing of personal relationships" in my life.
Hopefully I can finish this China essay in about an hour and a 1/2 so I can get into the shower around 6. I wonder if I have time to do a load of laundry.
After tomorrow, highschool is over.
Over.
And as much as I loathe it,
I'm not ready.
I'm not ready or responsible, I don't want to go to SLU, and I don't want to write this essay right now.
But I will.
Maybe.
I just got a voicemail- someone else is up and distraught, time to go and find my kind.