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this week is sort of shit.
14 fucking hours of standardized testing in seven days. i'm 75% done. but SATs tomorrow wahhh why. i got home today after the most brutal test of my life and i was like, why did i take that? and my mother was like, there was no reason for you to take that. and it's true. so that was a hell of a big waste of time. and sleep. and HEALTH, dammit, i'm sicker than i've ever been, ever. and everyone in my testing room was probably so disgusted by the girl with an acutal tissue box and thirty cough drops under her desk, sniffling and hacking for three hours and five minutes.
aksfdjadf i want this to be over i want to be in college NOW because i know from near-experience that it is not as FUCKING STRESSFUL AND SICKENING AS THIS.
i'm not really sure why i'm so angry. maybe cause i've been sick for a week.
sometimes i rediscover music--
OH GOD MY IPOD CAME HOME IN THE MAIL TODAY. I HAVENT TRIED IT YET BUT YAYYY DEXTER. apparently they just replaced the hard drive so he's still scratched and dirty on the outside but he plays music and doesnt make that clicking noise.
--um, so i rediscover music. like the stars. probably one of the best bands i ever ever heard. download 'one more night' or 'your ex-lover is dead'.
my life has been school in the daytime and AP review in the night. they were fun but ughhh. last night was drama-filled. i'm really worried about several of my friends, even those who don't really consider me friends, maybe. i don't know.
so, my sister broke up with phil. after seven years. and he didn't put up a fight. that was the bad part, it wasn't bad breaking up because things have just gotten too bad but it was bad that he just left. but i mean, if you've ever met jen-- she just deserves so much more. more than anyone i know. she is so bubbly and loving and full of life and he was certainly a life-sucker. and it was so sad to see her that way. i don't know, it's just scary. seven years. i can't imagine.
i am so tired and sick and tired tired tired tired fkalsjdfkljas i hate this week, i really do.
14 fucking hours of standardized testing in seven days. i'm 75% done. but SATs tomorrow wahhh why. i got home today after the most brutal test of my life and i was like, why did i take that? and my mother was like, there was no reason for you to take that. and it's true. so that was a hell of a big waste of time. and sleep. and HEALTH, dammit, i'm sicker than i've ever been, ever. and everyone in my testing room was probably so disgusted by the girl with an acutal tissue box and thirty cough drops under her desk, sniffling and hacking for three hours and five minutes.
aksfdjadf i want this to be over i want to be in college NOW because i know from near-experience that it is not as FUCKING STRESSFUL AND SICKENING AS THIS.
i'm not really sure why i'm so angry. maybe cause i've been sick for a week.
sometimes i rediscover music--
OH GOD MY IPOD CAME HOME IN THE MAIL TODAY. I HAVENT TRIED IT YET BUT YAYYY DEXTER. apparently they just replaced the hard drive so he's still scratched and dirty on the outside but he plays music and doesnt make that clicking noise.
--um, so i rediscover music. like the stars. probably one of the best bands i ever ever heard. download 'one more night' or 'your ex-lover is dead'.
my life has been school in the daytime and AP review in the night. they were fun but ughhh. last night was drama-filled. i'm really worried about several of my friends, even those who don't really consider me friends, maybe. i don't know.
so, my sister broke up with phil. after seven years. and he didn't put up a fight. that was the bad part, it wasn't bad breaking up because things have just gotten too bad but it was bad that he just left. but i mean, if you've ever met jen-- she just deserves so much more. more than anyone i know. she is so bubbly and loving and full of life and he was certainly a life-sucker. and it was so sad to see her that way. i don't know, it's just scary. seven years. i can't imagine.
i am so tired and sick and tired tired tired tired fkalsjdfkljas i hate this week, i really do.