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It's times like these, when I sew the two sides of a lining (for a project that is about a month overdue) right side to wrong side that I feel as if I am the stupidest, most hopeless in the world, in the stupidest, most hopeless situation. Why do little things send me spiraling? And at big things, I just blankly stare.
I got dropped from my English III class and I'm fucking pissed about it. Trying to contact Mrs. Timmons and convince her of undoing this horrible crime against me. Kelsey and I shall rise against these evil FLVS fiends who do not even talk to you, just drop you, even when you ARE doing work, as I was. Quality work. And they say, "This message was sent to be received and not replied to, you cannot reply to it," but oh, I can. I found your phone number. And I left you a message. You should reconsider.
I think I was dropped from my American Government class too, but I don't care too much about that since I never even started (and it's not like I got an F in the English III class, they just dropped me, but I actually wanted to take it after I did that pirate journal entry, it was fun--even though it took forever). Plus, Ricky says it is all essay and no fun (but I think essays are fun, so his may be a biased opinion).
Yet my hopes remain high! Because I'm going to finish all of these old crochet commissions. And I'm going to do all these awesome Craftster swaps. And I'm going to pay Ricky back. And I'm going to be the best swap angel ever. And I'm going to go to the thrift store tomorrow and buy Cody something that is forest green. And then this weekend I'm going to go to the release of the new Harry Potter book with my awesome new cardigan (it is gorgeous--though, I admit, granny-seeming) and The Schwag-Collecting Bag that I intend on making with my stained Hogwarts shirt that doesn't fit.
♥ JOA
I got dropped from my English III class and I'm fucking pissed about it. Trying to contact Mrs. Timmons and convince her of undoing this horrible crime against me. Kelsey and I shall rise against these evil FLVS fiends who do not even talk to you, just drop you, even when you ARE doing work, as I was. Quality work. And they say, "This message was sent to be received and not replied to, you cannot reply to it," but oh, I can. I found your phone number. And I left you a message. You should reconsider.
I think I was dropped from my American Government class too, but I don't care too much about that since I never even started (and it's not like I got an F in the English III class, they just dropped me, but I actually wanted to take it after I did that pirate journal entry, it was fun--even though it took forever). Plus, Ricky says it is all essay and no fun (but I think essays are fun, so his may be a biased opinion).
Yet my hopes remain high! Because I'm going to finish all of these old crochet commissions. And I'm going to do all these awesome Craftster swaps. And I'm going to pay Ricky back. And I'm going to be the best swap angel ever. And I'm going to go to the thrift store tomorrow and buy Cody something that is forest green. And then this weekend I'm going to go to the release of the new Harry Potter book with my awesome new cardigan (it is gorgeous--though, I admit, granny-seeming) and The Schwag-Collecting Bag that I intend on making with my stained Hogwarts shirt that doesn't fit.
♥ JOA