i had an existential crisis today.
i got a 61 on my math test. a test i thought to be kinda easy. i knew i didnt get it all right because i didnt remember how to do this one problem, but i knew that on the scale of possible problems, they were all really simple. and i got a 61. i failed. twenty people got As and i got a 61. i was holding back tears ( Read more... )

 well i didnt get the NASA scholarship.
still waiting for the rest of the bad news. i.e. my math grade.

 I woke up in the middle of the night and there was all this gunk all over my eyes and eyelashes. When I woke up properly I found that I had sick eyes today. Not tired eyes, as I skipped advanced calculus so as to acquire several more hours sleep, but sick eyes, which are quite different. If I had been in high school, my mother might have let me ( Read more... )

 so im applying for this scholarship from NASA ( Read more... )

i hate being played.
i fucking hate it.
fuck you.

im obsessing.

and not about my english midterm tomorrow.

i cant really think how to go about doing this. its difficult for me to conceive and process in my head ( Read more... )

 15.

oh livejournal. its been a while.

i think that my back and neck are the most knotted and tense they have ever been in my entire life ( Read more... )

 
tim, i wish you were born a girl, wish you were born a girl, so i could've been your boyfriend. i know its not possible now, i just never met a girl i like half as much as you. and we could lay around in bed, stay there all day,  or at least until the afternoon. and i could make you spaghetti with tomato sauce with just a touch of oregano and a ( Read more... )