your eyes need diapers.
I am literally drowning in the depths of despair. AND I AM SO FREAKING CONSTIPATED! *giggle* constipated...it's Rachael's new word for frustrated, don't go all freakazoid. see how bad this is?!?! Anyway, it's this stupid Calculus. There's no way I can learn ch. 5 for tomorrow and I'm so completely lost that there's no way I can catch up even next semester and it's utterly depressing. *grumble curse grumble*
I HATE MATH! okay, I really don't, Algebra is like my favorite thing in the world (okay, maybe not, but I don't think I should anger any math-gods at this time...and it's pretty close up there, honestly!) I HATE CALCULUS!! *goes insane*
I'm not happy with Chem right now, either. bleah. I wanna go to beeeed! *cry*
STUPID FINALS! STUPID MR. REID! (I love you, Mr. Reid) STUPID MRS. FLETCHER! (I hate you, Mrs. Fletcher) stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid! *throws tantrum*
and I'm so tired of hanging out with "everyone." No one understands the concept of a girls' day, or a nice relaxing, personal-type hanging out time. I don't WANT to hang out with your stupid boyfriends and their stupid friends and your friends that I don't know! yes, I'm selfish, but is it too much to ask to want to sit there with people you're comfortable with and talk about boys and random stuff and laugh hysterically and not feel self-conscious?!!? sigh...apparently it is.
okay, I feel like a horrible person now. At least I have my sparklies...*strokes sparkly objects* oooooooooooooog...*caveman!*
*disco!*
*itchy person!*
*fashion model!*
*CALIENTE!*
okay, I think I've gone crazy. LOCA! LOOOOCA! en el seasono de raino. si si senoro.
I wish my butt glowed in the dark...
I HATE MATH! okay, I really don't, Algebra is like my favorite thing in the world (okay, maybe not, but I don't think I should anger any math-gods at this time...and it's pretty close up there, honestly!) I HATE CALCULUS!! *goes insane*
I'm not happy with Chem right now, either. bleah. I wanna go to beeeed! *cry*
STUPID FINALS! STUPID MR. REID! (I love you, Mr. Reid) STUPID MRS. FLETCHER! (I hate you, Mrs. Fletcher) stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid! *throws tantrum*
and I'm so tired of hanging out with "everyone." No one understands the concept of a girls' day, or a nice relaxing, personal-type hanging out time. I don't WANT to hang out with your stupid boyfriends and their stupid friends and your friends that I don't know! yes, I'm selfish, but is it too much to ask to want to sit there with people you're comfortable with and talk about boys and random stuff and laugh hysterically and not feel self-conscious?!!? sigh...apparently it is.
okay, I feel like a horrible person now. At least I have my sparklies...*strokes sparkly objects* oooooooooooooog...*caveman!*
*disco!*
*itchy person!*
*fashion model!*
*CALIENTE!*
okay, I think I've gone crazy. LOCA! LOOOOCA! en el seasono de raino. si si senoro.
I wish my butt glowed in the dark...