welcome.
Meow.
Meow. |
I told myself to stop. But I just sort of smiled instead. This stressed out thing has to stop.
How warm and inviting of you, Margot and the Nuclear So and Sos
Dying.
Like mother like daughter. I mean, I wasn't going to say anything. But then I did. Because I mean, it was crappy movie night. Mm...awks. Dad wasn't pumped either. But I mean...what are you going to do. Saw it coming regardless. Kimbra has an awesome voice. Next week's going to be pretty alright. One week closer to graduation. One week closer to a change of scenery. I want to go hiking still. It's most certainly on the list. ...almost ready to check another thing off the list.
Silly silly work. I love it. Good thing, cause tomorrow is more of it.
You taste like birthday. You look like New Years. -Ah...delicious. Interesting. It's Spring? I guess so. I figure that's what I'll blame it on from now on.
I saw Regina Spektor. I died. Today is 8 hours of TCP, and a new work schedule to fit into next week. Mm, wonderful. And a super late walk too.
And a Chemistry lab. And a Physics test. And then REGINA SPEKTOR. <3 And Classic's Day. And pass out on the floor and cry tears of exhaustion. And fix prom dress. And eight hours of work. Let's get to graduation so I can go to the beach and hiking and drive forever. And then go to college and live in a sketchy tiny room and meet silly people.
Lame.
If I don't get all the way through my paper this evening, I'll be fighting exhaustion tomorrow to finish it by Tuesday. Monday is AP Chemistry. Tuesday is NHS maddness Wednesday is AP Calculus Thursday is AP English Lit and Comp. ...oh, and Regina. :) Friday is Classic's/nothing day. Saturday is eight hours of work. This week is going to suck, but it'll probably end up going by pretty quickly as well. Which is good, because then we're sent into jazz week part II. But it's almost done. Everything's almost done. But I'm kind of in that shaking stress/worrying state of "I hope I don't wake up at three in the morning and puke my brains out." It'd be nice to not have to deal with that. I think it's safe to say that all real academics are going on the back burner this week. Breathing.
I've been really sleepy, because I'm not eating enough. Or sleeping really. Tonight should be: A biography. A couple scholarships. Some Calculus. Dance. Some awful music. And at this point...a nap. Mm, this week is almost done. Then APs. Then we're basically done. I probably won't be satisfied by that time. But that's alright. I'll take it. |
