we only said goodbye with words

15 April 2007

when i was not happy but then was happy part III

not happy:
1. senior project (fuck. i bullshat the entire powerpoint but nothing else)
2. lit project (i have done 0% of it)
3. i do not feel well at all and i do think i shall attend school tomorrow.

fuck fuck fuck. allford fuck. i mean, i don't hate her like the triumvirate. but they have reasons to! but still! i mean, it's the end of senior year. who cares? and we have to do all this project shit? damnit all. i mean, even my AP Spanish class has less work. goddamnit all. and it's all pointless. i don't mind doing work if it's actually credible. but this is pointless, in all reality.

happy part III

1. "everything i try to do, nothing seems to turn out right" by the decemberists. story of my life. but the song itself makes me happy.
2. being certified as officially amazing by the 3. "that is what she said!"

c'est tout for now.

more happy:
eli the barrow boy and the heating pack on my stomach, which isn't making me feel entirely better but it is somewhat warm (it is in need of being reheated) and feels comfortable.

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