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Lalalalala. I don't have enough energy to write about yesterday, but it was soooooososo much fun and I enjoyed every minute. Now let's see. I think I've lost something, but I can't think of what. What could it be? Hmmm...Oh, right. I've lost the good mood that I've been in since Thursday afternoon. That's terrible! Where could it be? I sort of have the feeling that tomorrow's impending hell ate it up. Oh, jubilations.
I just want school to be OVER. Or at the least, could we have all half-days from now 'til graduation, for the love of God. I can't handle Packer anymore. I'd just like to be left to my own devices, please?
Also, I found yet another new thing re: the college process to be frightened of. Ultimately this is my decision. When I send in my "Yes I will go to your wonderful college thank you for admitting me after slaving over your applications for months" letter, I will be deciding my future, and it's my decision and only my decision, and only up to me. Does that scare you? It scares me.
I need some time alone to sort out my merde. Unfortunately, that isn't going to happen. And I still haven't cleaned my room. Ik wil een vriendin, something like that. Ik voel droevig en een beetje ziek. I really don't like only being able to express myself in the present tense in Dutch. Feh! I say, and with that, I leave.
I just want school to be OVER. Or at the least, could we have all half-days from now 'til graduation, for the love of God. I can't handle Packer anymore. I'd just like to be left to my own devices, please?
Also, I found yet another new thing re: the college process to be frightened of. Ultimately this is my decision. When I send in my "Yes I will go to your wonderful college thank you for admitting me after slaving over your applications for months" letter, I will be deciding my future, and it's my decision and only my decision, and only up to me. Does that scare you? It scares me.
I need some time alone to sort out my merde. Unfortunately, that isn't going to happen. And I still haven't cleaned my room. Ik wil een vriendin, something like that. Ik voel droevig en een beetje ziek. I really don't like only being able to express myself in the present tense in Dutch. Feh! I say, and with that, I leave.
