- Classes for senior year. Summer school applications. Community college applications. The on-going debate about 7 periods. My hope in continuation of French next year. Confusion. Frustration.
- Finishing English essay. Topic: love. Mind: blank.
- Me: losing sleep every night, not eating well, tired during school hours, my consistent weight at 120.
- So my maths class thinks I am in trouble, seeing that I was called out by the vice-principal. Making a long story short, the administration thinks there's a stalker after me.
- One more week. Please, make it quick.
- So lonely every night. Atleast I have him with me: <center> <img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v50/RiotousProletarian/Misc/Picture089.jpg"></center>
Wait, he's not out every night. -sighs-
Riotous_Proletariat · Fri Mar 18, 2005 @ 09:56am · 2 Comments |