I feel like everything is falling apart. It used to be easy to be a straight A student. Little effort was required and I was rarely stressed. But now, with the coming of high school, it's so different. Every little thing sets me off, stressing again. With the same classes everyday, there's no release, no break from class. No chance to procrastinate. We have to do everything on time, well, correctly, perfectly if we want to graduate. We have to be good at everything. There are so many tests each week, so much homework, there's little time for relaxation, little time to breathe. It's making me unravel bit by bit, and by the end of they year, possibly by the end of the semester, I'm going to be empty and completely unraveled. I can't take this really. Too much that's too hard at the same time. I need a break. But even with Thanksgiving break, it's not a break because I'm going to be traveling. With the band.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
School Rant of 2009
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Sunday, December 28, 2008
rawr. times 6,000,000,000,000.
i greatly dislike being sick. especially when it means i may not be able to go to Sanibel.
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Thursday, December 18, 2008
why are irritating, stupid, obnoxious, immature people created? and no, andy, i'm not being a superhero right now. i'm doing physics questions.
life really sucks. at the moment.
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Tuesday, October 28, 2008
sigh
I am better now. I no longer feel violent towards her. Though I'm still rather pissed. Very pissed, might I add.
And I love Prince Caspian music!! it was my savior... sorta. Okay. that sounds really lame. so i'm just going to end this right here and now.
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Sunday, October 26, 2008
FREAKIN PISSED
she gave me a freakin 75% on my collage when I spent four hours on it one saturday. i spent so much time on it. i'm sure she hates me. i know it.
i have officially written her funeral march, though it's too epic for the beetle on the face of humanity. so i must change it.
NOT. HAPPY.
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