you cant save me. you cant change me. everythings my fault.
i feel like an old person who has to takes afternoon naps. ::yawn:: im thinking i have the fatigue syndrome. no lie.! so much to do when i get back. demand they not put my graduation pictures in the year book. fix my school schedule so itll fit pcc.s. eh. buy school clothes. shopping depreses me dearly. till then. i shall mope around waiting to go home. the sun is way too harsh here to go outside.