Is This the Real Life? Is This Just Fantasy?
Someone come do my French project for me...please? Pretty please?????
*sigh* I dislike Mrs. Thomason for this. She said we shouldn't have procrastinated until Homecoming weekend to do our project, but she shouldn't have scheduled for our projects to be due the Monday after Homecoming weekend. Oh, dissage. All right, I know my excuse is lame...I've known about this project since...Late August? Yep. Somewhere around there.
Oh well. Tonight sucked, then didn't, then did, and it progressed on from there. I'm such an emotional person. I go from pissed off to estatic in a heartbeat. But still...grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Stupid French project. Huh. Maybe it's a good thing I have this to worry about (along with Homecoming and a certain stalkerish person, and...and, all that jazz). Maybe since I have this crap to worry about, then I won't keel over with the other stuff kept inside me right now. Go figure. School's saving my life.
*sigh* I dislike Mrs. Thomason for this. She said we shouldn't have procrastinated until Homecoming weekend to do our project, but she shouldn't have scheduled for our projects to be due the Monday after Homecoming weekend. Oh, dissage. All right, I know my excuse is lame...I've known about this project since...Late August? Yep. Somewhere around there.
Oh well. Tonight sucked, then didn't, then did, and it progressed on from there. I'm such an emotional person. I go from pissed off to estatic in a heartbeat. But still...grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Stupid French project. Huh. Maybe it's a good thing I have this to worry about (along with Homecoming and a certain stalkerish person, and...and, all that jazz). Maybe since I have this crap to worry about, then I won't keel over with the other stuff kept inside me right now. Go figure. School's saving my life.