Sitting here listening to Depeche Mode "Personal Jesus" almost makes me want to dance. Although I remember I can't dance, therefore I withhold myself.
I practiced math the other night. I semi stressed out feeling stupid.
I was horrible at math.
Although this morning at work I wished I could be doing more math because I want to get that shit down.
I thinking going to college is becoming a goal of mine, finally.
School and I don't get along too well.
I was horrible in school, until senior year.
Surprisingly I graduated, if it weren't for my boyfriend.
I'm thinking about taking a nap. Although I think I'd like to clean my boyfriend's room up. It's so messy and that's where I'm staying right now. I also wish I could go to Ikea and just start picking things out and buying them on the spot. Now that would be great!
This weekend was a boring one. As soon as we got to the cemetary and saw everybody standing around waiting for the ceremony to start I lost it. Every little memory of being at funerals or just my father, (whom I didn't get to attend) just overwhelmed me. That was tough, just being stupid and thinking about my fucking father. Plus Calvin's grandma actually being dead.
I'll shut the fuck up now.
I practiced math the other night. I semi stressed out feeling stupid.
I was horrible at math.
Although this morning at work I wished I could be doing more math because I want to get that shit down.
I thinking going to college is becoming a goal of mine, finally.
School and I don't get along too well.
I was horrible in school, until senior year.
Surprisingly I graduated, if it weren't for my boyfriend.
I'm thinking about taking a nap. Although I think I'd like to clean my boyfriend's room up. It's so messy and that's where I'm staying right now. I also wish I could go to Ikea and just start picking things out and buying them on the spot. Now that would be great!
This weekend was a boring one. As soon as we got to the cemetary and saw everybody standing around waiting for the ceremony to start I lost it. Every little memory of being at funerals or just my father, (whom I didn't get to attend) just overwhelmed me. That was tough, just being stupid and thinking about my fucking father. Plus Calvin's grandma actually being dead.
I'll shut the fuck up now.
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missmyla:
haha I'm trying, but this is so tough to do. Remind me, when I get another bright idea like this, to shut up 
pharmgirl:
I hate school. But I think I have a right to. I've been going to college for about 10 years now. It's worth it, though. 