the joys of being me
well, this is just great. started the application for A. Broke down in the Learning Specialist's office. I hate crying, hate it. Why can't I control my eyes? Others don't seem to have such issues, why do I?
Have to get through the rest of the year first, though. Another seven months. Joy. This seemed like such a good idea, and yet...
and yet, well, I think I've bitched enough that you get the point. This is pathetic. I'm fulfilling a stereotype. I'm making a journal full of emo, teenage angst. Ha, ha, ha.
Right now I'm grateful for mint that tastes like chocolate and schools with wireless internet.
And spelllcheck, can't forget spell-check.
Have to get through the rest of the year first, though. Another seven months. Joy. This seemed like such a good idea, and yet...
and yet, well, I think I've bitched enough that you get the point. This is pathetic. I'm fulfilling a stereotype. I'm making a journal full of emo, teenage angst. Ha, ha, ha.
Right now I'm grateful for mint that tastes like chocolate and schools with wireless internet.
And spelllcheck, can't forget spell-check.