well it's turned in...

May 09, 2005 11:53

I turned in my portfolio in for it's first (and I pray only) review.

But when I got up this morning I felt odd. When I got to McCallister's to have them finish up with the mounting... still that weird feeling of wanting to cry.

I sit here in class waiting for it to come out of the back wanting to cry for some reason I don't understand. My brain feels like it is falling out as I sit here and wait.

If I don't graduate my father will disown me, which will kill me. I have to graduate, I must. I don't think anybody knows how important it is to me to graduate?

I'm shaking soo bad right now. And my hands? They have their own heart beat (that's how bad I am shaking).

This is a nerve recking time. Kinda like walking the power lines connecting to the house (or the building). Lean to far one way you fall, lean to far to the other and still you fall.

Why oh why do I feel like this?
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