I'm taking a remedial art class for fuck-ups and retards.
Why I've gone from miserable to happy in a matter of 24 hours:
+ My grades are, yet again, kickass.
+ I get to drop Pre-Calc second semester
+ My journalism portfolio is coming together
+ I get to hang out with Jessie and Laura tomorrow and shoppppp
+ No one's blaming me for the computer virus though it's entirely my fault
+ One day of school until break
+ One more cardmarking til the year is half over
+ My shirt making skills are returning
+ I'm going to sleep soon
I'm glad I feel better. I wish I didn't have those little anxiety attacks.
I hope this lasts. I feel really positive about everything right now.
+ My grades are, yet again, kickass.
+ I get to drop Pre-Calc second semester
+ My journalism portfolio is coming together
+ I get to hang out with Jessie and Laura tomorrow and shoppppp
+ No one's blaming me for the computer virus though it's entirely my fault
+ One day of school until break
+ One more cardmarking til the year is half over
+ My shirt making skills are returning
+ I'm going to sleep soon
I'm glad I feel better. I wish I didn't have those little anxiety attacks.
I hope this lasts. I feel really positive about everything right now.