* don't let the days go by *
My hair is wet. It's hot in this fucking room. There's a fly in here and I want it to drop dead. The heat was up to 79 in here...what were the parents thinking? I couldn't go to lab tonight because I don't know where my developing reel is and that really bugs me. My sister's babysitter must've moved it while she was rearanging all of my shit because she felt like it...i mean..cleaning...I feel like I'm wasting away and it's rather sad. I have lots of homework I should be doing and it's already 11:05 and guess who hasn't even started....Bio, three english assignments and spanish eep. :( Maybe I'll die in my sleep...how nice that would be hmmmm.