March 2012
study abroad shit is so fucking confusing what the shit fuck why are there so many god damn THINGS
oh but while i’m at it
jordan and i aren’t the only ones needing fucking therapy lol
hint
hint
nudge
nudge
we are not the only ones fucked in the head
and of course me being my retarded self
i made an appointment to finally meet the counselor last friday or something
she asked me is 10am on thursday okay
i deliberated and i was like “yeah that’s fine, i get out at 10:05 so i’ll be a little late though” and she said that’s all right
i’ve been looking at the fucking appt card for 5 days straight now and only NOW, at 9pm at night the day before the appt, i realize that i fucking start class at 10:05, not end it
what the fucking fuck shit
i know this. why the fuck didn’t i realize it?
so guess what, i’m not going to arabic tomorrow. because at this point my mental health comes first fghjl;oljhkl; i’ve been dying to fucking get to this appt for a week now and i’m not about to push it back another few days
i don’t know what the fuck to think
i just want to live in a counselor’s office
February 2012
- Me at 12: Oh my god, who actually types without any proper grammar like that? >_< They're such preps and losers. I can't believe I'm smarter than someone older than me. D:<
- Me now: yo gurl wassup u pretty sugoii today
yayyyy the exercises for 5.6 and 5.7 were too hard for me to even attempt but i did the exercises for 5.8 and i got them all right woooooooooooooo