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I seriously don't know what's wrong with me lately. I can't stop crying, even when nothing is wrong. Today for some reason was just horendous. And so long. Apps wasn't bad, we wrote stuff for a lab we're going to be doing. Humanities, eh. Basically better than expected, but I hadn't read, so I was dreading it. And trig. Trig Trig Trig. Fuck you. I'm getting a B in my best class. Ugh I'm so pissed at myself. And I got a B on the midterm. What the hell? Oh and she also mentioned how I'm borderline D/C- in AP Stats. Okay....WELL Mrs. Baker, seeing as I suck and I shouldn't be IN this class, just GIVE ME THE C-, PLEASE...I have a test tomorrow in Stats so hopefully if I do well on it she'll boost me up.
So then lunch comes. And I promised Lisa I'd give her a lift home. On the way. I come less than inches from rear ending this girl Alyssa's car. Ugh! I was so shocked. I started crying. For some reason I was just having a terrible day, and if I had hit her car I thinkTHINKthink I might have committed suicide.
I always think "What if...?" and it's so bad because it always gets me upset. Did I mention Alyssa has a 2005 Volkswagon Beetle convertible, that would have crumbled like the tinfoil your mom used to wrap your lunches in? Yea.
The afternoon got better, but I had no frees. Econ was nice because for the whole period we sat with the lap tops, listening to Sam sing EVERY word of "We didn't start the Fire.." God, he is so hot. You have to see this boy flexxx. Then I had gym, in which I forgot my clothes. I was so damned pissed because I am in face a gym jock. And it's Gym Volleyball, C'MON! Then on to my first day of psych. Didn't seem too bad. I think I might like it actually. It's the science aspect, as oposed to Sociology...the not science aspect...
I'm a science geek.
Anyway. I think emotionally I'm going crazy because I am getting my period, or I am ::gasp:: pregnant. Yes. I said it. I hope it isn't the case because that would absolutely suck. A lot. I'll know by like February 7th because that's the official day I get my period. AHHHHH! Ah. Ah. Ah.
This week could not be any better...
PS Happy 4 Month Anniversary to me and my baby tomorrow...today...Feb. 1 :)
So then lunch comes. And I promised Lisa I'd give her a lift home. On the way. I come less than inches from rear ending this girl Alyssa's car. Ugh! I was so shocked. I started crying. For some reason I was just having a terrible day, and if I had hit her car I thinkTHINKthink I might have committed suicide.
I always think "What if...?" and it's so bad because it always gets me upset. Did I mention Alyssa has a 2005 Volkswagon Beetle convertible, that would have crumbled like the tinfoil your mom used to wrap your lunches in? Yea.
The afternoon got better, but I had no frees. Econ was nice because for the whole period we sat with the lap tops, listening to Sam sing EVERY word of "We didn't start the Fire.." God, he is so hot. You have to see this boy flexxx. Then I had gym, in which I forgot my clothes. I was so damned pissed because I am in face a gym jock. And it's Gym Volleyball, C'MON! Then on to my first day of psych. Didn't seem too bad. I think I might like it actually. It's the science aspect, as oposed to Sociology...the not science aspect...
I'm a science geek.
Anyway. I think emotionally I'm going crazy because I am getting my period, or I am ::gasp:: pregnant. Yes. I said it. I hope it isn't the case because that would absolutely suck. A lot. I'll know by like February 7th because that's the official day I get my period. AHHHHH! Ah. Ah. Ah.
This week could not be any better...
PS Happy 4 Month Anniversary to me and my baby tomorrow...today...Feb. 1 :)