Has it ever come down to do or die? You got to rise above the rest!
Leela made me a beautiful new icon! Kristin took the photo for her final project in photography.
So today is the 17th.
That makes 6 days until the end of exams.
7 days until Carnegie-Mellon.
9 days until my birthday.
This sounds shockingly like an entry I wrote about a year ago when I was all like, everything will get better! And that lasted for about a week and a half. I'm still reasonably optimistic about things improving, though, even though I'm finally escaping the worst year of my life. It's funny--I've wanted to be sixteen since I can remember. I was convinced it was the perfect age. And it turned out to be one of the most awful experiences of my entire life. I went out for a celebratory pizza with Sange and Billy and Fish after our last day of classes, and as we were pulling out of the school parking lot, she said thank goodness that the worst year of my life is over. I really and truly believe that neither of us will ever again have a year as horrible as this one. Although of course, my experiences can't even begin to compare to hers.
I have 12 days to get happy. I refuse to go a year. Refuse refuse refuse.
Love,
Raberman
So today is the 17th.
That makes 6 days until the end of exams.
7 days until Carnegie-Mellon.
9 days until my birthday.
This sounds shockingly like an entry I wrote about a year ago when I was all like, everything will get better! And that lasted for about a week and a half. I'm still reasonably optimistic about things improving, though, even though I'm finally escaping the worst year of my life. It's funny--I've wanted to be sixteen since I can remember. I was convinced it was the perfect age. And it turned out to be one of the most awful experiences of my entire life. I went out for a celebratory pizza with Sange and Billy and Fish after our last day of classes, and as we were pulling out of the school parking lot, she said thank goodness that the worst year of my life is over. I really and truly believe that neither of us will ever again have a year as horrible as this one. Although of course, my experiences can't even begin to compare to hers.
I have 12 days to get happy. I refuse to go a year. Refuse refuse refuse.
Love,
Raberman