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You know when you have a plan, and nothing works out? That is how I feel right now. Very exasperating. I wanted to make reeds; I can't find the cane. I wanted to do my community service; The person I was going to contact is out of town. I decided to help my elderly neighbor in her yard for my hours; she isn't home. I try to schedule wednesday (evergreen, haircut, and band concert); My hair begins falling out from stress leaving me with bald patches for prom. Yipee... I hate the end of the year. Every year you feel excitement when June is about to start because you think " hey, it is almost over. How bad can it be?" And then all of a sudden you look at your schedule and yeah, it is bad.
Enough from me. PMS is making me sobby and everything feels much worse than it really is. Or does it? I am sure most of you can sympathize with me.
I think I will go play my new oboe for my designated 15 minutes...
Enough from me. PMS is making me sobby and everything feels much worse than it really is. Or does it? I am sure most of you can sympathize with me.
I think I will go play my new oboe for my designated 15 minutes...