I never get anything right.
This month has been the most horrible month of the year. I am so glad it's over, and that I'm usually optimistic.
Not only did I have two weeks of trial HSC exams, in which I lost my phone and my iPod drowned, but my major work was only 3/4 complete for hand-in and I was stood up by my best friend for her boyfriend twice, and now she's decided to bail on me for something we've been planning since last year.
The selfish fucking bitch has taken my childhood dream, screwed it up and thrown it out the window of a moving minivan.
And she doesn't give a fuck, because everything in her life is okay. No worries that Ang's future is fucked over.
Oh, and I failed my Ps. So I can't drive anywhere either. Not that I'd have a car anyway.
I don't want my exam results back.
I'm trying to be hopeful, but I feel like I'm drowning, and every time I break the surface, Ursula tugs my ankle and I go under again.
Not only did I have two weeks of trial HSC exams, in which I lost my phone and my iPod drowned, but my major work was only 3/4 complete for hand-in and I was stood up by my best friend for her boyfriend twice, and now she's decided to bail on me for something we've been planning since last year.
The selfish fucking bitch has taken my childhood dream, screwed it up and thrown it out the window of a moving minivan.
And she doesn't give a fuck, because everything in her life is okay. No worries that Ang's future is fucked over.
Oh, and I failed my Ps. So I can't drive anywhere either. Not that I'd have a car anyway.
I don't want my exam results back.
I'm trying to be hopeful, but I feel like I'm drowning, and every time I break the surface, Ursula tugs my ankle and I go under again.