....... :_:
*wide open eyes look* I'm so very very tired. RIT is a major pain. Homowork is a pain, wegmans is a pain. Today I just wanted to cry. 3-D ended and I was waiting for Dad to come and get me. I found a chair in front of a window, curled up, and closed my eyes. I felt so worn, like I couldn't smile anymore. Not getting up in the morning for class began to look apealing. Flashes of quiting and the releaf that would bring were followed by the idea of death as an escape. All of that's unexceptable. If I don't go to class I'll fail. If I drop out I'll be giving up. If I take my own life...could I ever?
I don't want to fail anymore. Through highschool all I got were Cs and Bs, but I can do better than that. I have to do better than that. I leave so many projects incomplete. RIT isn't a project though, it's an investment...
There was a test in Psyc today. I spent almost every free moment throughout the week (and believe me there weren't many of those) studying. -_- Even so The test still took me an hour. I better get an A in that class.
Philosophy is the only releaf. I love that class. Ideas, logic, reason, they're beautiful words. Trying to point out the weekness in an argument of Indeterminism.
3-D is the most intense. We cut up paper and past it together. Constantly. The first cut is never good enough, you have to make ten more or use up a 18x20 sheet of Bristol board before you've reached a good one. I can't stand it.
I should really sleep.
That's why she has red eyes
I don't want to fail anymore. Through highschool all I got were Cs and Bs, but I can do better than that. I have to do better than that. I leave so many projects incomplete. RIT isn't a project though, it's an investment...
There was a test in Psyc today. I spent almost every free moment throughout the week (and believe me there weren't many of those) studying. -_- Even so The test still took me an hour. I better get an A in that class.
Philosophy is the only releaf. I love that class. Ideas, logic, reason, they're beautiful words. Trying to point out the weekness in an argument of Indeterminism.
3-D is the most intense. We cut up paper and past it together. Constantly. The first cut is never good enough, you have to make ten more or use up a 18x20 sheet of Bristol board before you've reached a good one. I can't stand it.
I should really sleep.
That's why she has red eyes