One thirty in the morning and I'm just finishing...
Well.. Onto physics. I can sleep when I’m dead.
One more day until Spring Break.
C’mon, man. You got this.
So today, a conversation about boobs between three people turned into a full on discussion about intense porn between ten people. I love my team.
I'm too harsh on myself.
I criticize and over think everything I do until I finally break. I just didn’t know that losing my blue pen would send me over the edge, crying and hugging a bear for twenty minutes. I really wish I could change myself sometimes; I wish I could get rid of that constant nagging that I’m not good enough. It’s not that I don’t love my life; I wouldn’t trade it with...
Today in 1930 Pluto was discovered as a planet....
I have so many things to put on my Best Friend's...
Once I force him to be my best friend, that is.
This is me in school in every class:
Dangit, now the yearbook people think I'm a loser.
They called me at nine and I was already sleeping. HAHA. I can hardly stay up past eight.
I wish I had the balls to say “fuck you” to every authority figure that belittles me. I bet they all sleep great at night making a rule-following, A student want to punch them in the fucking face. Because I really needed to put in my place, obviously. This makes me want to stop caring about doing good and just be a bad-ass. HAHA.
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