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life just keeps on getting worse and worse for me.
i swear its a conspiracy, once you go over the hill and finally make it to being 18, you gotta try and get over the next hill to get to 21, only to await more drama, and more so-called life changes.
college is crap, it stresses me out and gives me gray hair. im constantly busy and people get mad at me when i have no time! shiet. i wake up early, go to school, only to get crappy parking even when im there an hour and a half before school. i get so-called hard teachers when its really the students fault to get grades that they get. i get annoying teachers that "metaphorically" push you to do your best. what the hell is that gonna do. and teachers who can't speak or write english, like when was it ever written/said that you can say/write the word "constan", or "saids", and im not hating, hating would be if he only did this rarely, but when you constantly write that, and don't fix it even though people advise you that its wrong. theres a problem. counselors don't do shiet. "im here to help" they say, "you can come to me if you need anything, even if its just to talk". BULL. its more like, tell me your problem about school, ill give you an answer, hurry up coz theres supposedly someone next. college is shit right now. when is the so-called college life gonna kick in? im not mad though, coz i did get a fresh bunch of friends who has been there through it all so far.
i've finally gotten my laptop, back to normal and set up. minus the dvd player program that it's suppose to come with. but whatever ill call dell later. registration for spring semester is coming up. im just trying to get through this semester.
moving up i think? in the employment ladder, recently occupying hollister at woodbridge. come visit, but don't ask for discounts, coz i don't even know how they fold clothes and shiet yet. so wait it out, before you come asking for favors. thanks.
painting chris' room is fun and the projects help me to let the stress out. don't really feel like talking about it, its a touchy subject. the months keep coming and the days are passing. but its hard to keep moving on when your not sure when the date your waiting for really is. makes sense?
i swear its a conspiracy, once you go over the hill and finally make it to being 18, you gotta try and get over the next hill to get to 21, only to await more drama, and more so-called life changes.
college is crap, it stresses me out and gives me gray hair. im constantly busy and people get mad at me when i have no time! shiet. i wake up early, go to school, only to get crappy parking even when im there an hour and a half before school. i get so-called hard teachers when its really the students fault to get grades that they get. i get annoying teachers that "metaphorically" push you to do your best. what the hell is that gonna do. and teachers who can't speak or write english, like when was it ever written/said that you can say/write the word "constan", or "saids", and im not hating, hating would be if he only did this rarely, but when you constantly write that, and don't fix it even though people advise you that its wrong. theres a problem. counselors don't do shiet. "im here to help" they say, "you can come to me if you need anything, even if its just to talk". BULL. its more like, tell me your problem about school, ill give you an answer, hurry up coz theres supposedly someone next. college is shit right now. when is the so-called college life gonna kick in? im not mad though, coz i did get a fresh bunch of friends who has been there through it all so far.
i've finally gotten my laptop, back to normal and set up. minus the dvd player program that it's suppose to come with. but whatever ill call dell later. registration for spring semester is coming up. im just trying to get through this semester.
moving up i think? in the employment ladder, recently occupying hollister at woodbridge. come visit, but don't ask for discounts, coz i don't even know how they fold clothes and shiet yet. so wait it out, before you come asking for favors. thanks.
painting chris' room is fun and the projects help me to let the stress out. don't really feel like talking about it, its a touchy subject. the months keep coming and the days are passing. but its hard to keep moving on when your not sure when the date your waiting for really is. makes sense?