I don't know what to do I'm so stressed out and it's giving me a nervous breakdown. I don't want to be in AP history anymore I can't handle it. I feel like I'm going to pass out. There's too much pressure on me and it's making me physically sick. I just can't handle all of this stuff it's too hard

Arg, Happy Talk Like A Pirate Day me hearties!

In honor of this fine swashbucklin' sarta dey I must say one thing:

"Arr, ya got a ship in yer pocket er are you just happy ter see me?"

(Yer welcome, Katie, me-english matey)

(hee hee that rhymed!...I mean...arggg?)

Curse ye all plugg-ed ears ( Read more... )

Yep, been gone for a while - v. busy.  I've thought of a lot of ( Read more... )

Stranger than your sympathy ( Read more... )

Boise was just on the Food Network for Idaho Spuds. That is weird. We're never on TV. Except for that one movie about the babysitter who goes w/ the kids all around town and the cab driver says, "Where do you think this is, Boise, Idaho?" But that doesn't really count. I don't even eat Idaho Spuds. I think they're kind of gross, even if they ( Read more... )

Word of the Day: Bantum

No more time, must do Physics.

Today was weird. It felt like I didn't even go to Borah last year, even though half of my schedule is the same. First I sat in the cafeteria for 40 minutes and told people a million times that I don't have tech that period (I just don't have a first period class...is that hard to understand?). That sucked. I did get most of my french assignment ( Read more... )

Alas, the time has come. 'Tis time to get ye olde binders and notebooks out from under the bed and dust them off (yes, I know that part may take some time). 'Tis time to get the backpacks on thyne backs and the lunches in their sacks. 'Tis time to re-learn how to walk from one side of ye olde school to the other in less than five minutes. Yes, ( Read more... )

well...er...pie. Let them eat pie. Them being me. There's a fairly large slice of chocolate silk calling my name in the fridge and I'm finding it very hard to resist all that whipped cream and cocoa. Mmmmm...

GO USA still. Woooooo. I still <3 Michael Phelps. Don't <3 track so much. I wish they would get to the gymnastics already ( Read more... )