Fuck.
Fuck:
20 credit hours of school.
Walgreens.
Snowy weather.
My car.
My mom.
Love:
That i am learning a shit ton in school.
Walgreens is actually letting us leave before 11:00.
Fuck snow still.
My car is kind of like my conscience. I shouldn't have driven there today anyway. It woulda been a bad idea, thank you car. Now start already!
I love my mom to death. But, jeez, stop griping about the same shit over and over again, it gets old.
I feel like an old lady.