And the Hits Just Keep On Coming...
Life was going so well. But when one bad thing happens it tends to come back for a couple rebound shots. First hit, and the hit that probably did the most damage, one of my friends from high school died over the weekend. He drifted into the southbound lane on the highway and was hit by a quarter ton truck. He died of his injuries. This just happened to be the weekend before I had three exams in one DAY. Tuesday. With my friend's death, it definetely skewered my motivation to study. And whenever I tried, my thoughts just kept drifting back to him. Monday night we had a soccer game and I was hoping it would keep my mind off of him. Nearly broke down on the field a couple times. Needless to say we lost. 2-3. But it wasn't too bad of a game.
Luckily one of the exams I was supposed to have today was moved back to Thursday. Probably the highloght of the last couple days. Unfortunately, my first exam (which was math) I didnt even finish. Definetely failed that one. I just got back from writing my Pscyhology exam. I think I did alright. I really hope so. I got my first paper back and once again, its been proven to me that no matter who helps me, i'm going to get a shitty grade. 12.5/20 I fucking hate papers. I fucking hate life right now.
At least my manager let me take saturday off. I think me breaking down on the phone might've helped her make that decision.
Jesse. Jesse Willis. So many things I have always wanted to tell you. How much of an impact you made on my life. I will continue this entry later. I just can't take it at the moment.
Luckily one of the exams I was supposed to have today was moved back to Thursday. Probably the highloght of the last couple days. Unfortunately, my first exam (which was math) I didnt even finish. Definetely failed that one. I just got back from writing my Pscyhology exam. I think I did alright. I really hope so. I got my first paper back and once again, its been proven to me that no matter who helps me, i'm going to get a shitty grade. 12.5/20 I fucking hate papers. I fucking hate life right now.
At least my manager let me take saturday off. I think me breaking down on the phone might've helped her make that decision.
Jesse. Jesse Willis. So many things I have always wanted to tell you. How much of an impact you made on my life. I will continue this entry later. I just can't take it at the moment.