Today...Yesterday...The Days...
Today I babysit and finish this yale essay.
Today the CMU application goes in, or my head falls off, one or the other.
I have been so depressed about this shit that I have procrastinated.
Screw it, my head hurts.
Yesterday was dinner at Campisis, I remember the first time I went...
So does Simpson.
I hate it when my grandparents come. We are all supposed to be good.
I don't understand...How can they judge what they don't understand?
How can anyone Judge me, when they don't know what I have been through??!
Today the CMU application goes in, or my head falls off, one or the other.
I have been so depressed about this shit that I have procrastinated.
Screw it, my head hurts.
Yesterday was dinner at Campisis, I remember the first time I went...
So does Simpson.
I hate it when my grandparents come. We are all supposed to be good.
I don't understand...How can they judge what they don't understand?
How can anyone Judge me, when they don't know what I have been through??!