I'm so unbelievably stressed out I'm going out of my mind.
And am I going to go do my month-old papers and study for the APUSH exam?
No, I'm going to write a journal on deviantart complaining about all the shit I need to do.

I could use a good cry right now. I'm actually in a spectacular mood. Other than school shit, things are going really well. My grandpa just had surgery on his lung and he's getting much better. Friends, boy friend, all that is fine. And I laughed a lot today. But sometimes you listen to the right music, write a few poems, and sit alone for a while, you begin to think about how stressed out you are.

Yeah I'm stressed. I need to cry, take a nap, and say 'fuck it' for the exam tomorrow. The rest of my day doesn't even matter. French and Gym rarely strain my mind. And Bio and History we're just doing projects so we can study for the AP exams. Which I am obviously not doing. But apparently I missed too many days of gym and if I don't get a doctor note (which I will, 'cause I had counseling appointments often during gym class--my choice of time) then I need to retake it. Who fucking retakes GYM!? Whatevs.

I'm exhausted.

Peace.

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