fuck you. seriously. I hope you cry. and I want an apology. I want you to beg for forgiveness just because you don’t deserve it. whore.
Fuck.
Fuck this fucking project.
Okay ready? Let’s have a run down of the next few days yay.
I need to finish my paper either tonight or tomorrow so I have time to edit it and such, I need to finish my website, answer the questions for Language Arts and do my Reader’s Response. Fuuuuuck it.
Auditions are Monday/Tuesday, and I don’t even know what piece I’m playing.. I hate playing in front of people meh:(
Math exam Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday.
Oh, my scholarship form is due Monday too… Shiat.
Spanish exam sometime in the next week.. I don’t even fucking know when ahhahah god dammit.
What a relaxing week.
Dumped. Yay.
If I don’t talk to you, I feel like shit. If I do talk to you, I still feel like shit.
Cool.
You know what sucks? Realizing that you have absolutely no one to talk to about things, so you have to keep it all bottled up inside until you explode. That’s what sucks.
