I'm just really worried about everything. I want to punch everything in my path in the face. I'm just really stressed out from school and what not. I'm really worried about not making it and I'm even more worried about everything in between. I just want my books. I just want to make it. I just want to get my shit in line. I just want everything to be okay. I just want me to make it. I just want to make it in general. I need to make it. I need to make sure everything is okay. I'm sitting in my towel waiting for the showers to open, because they're cleaning right now...damn damn damn. I need to shower and make sure everything is okay. I don't have class tomorrow, so hopefully everything will be okay. I can sleep it all off tomorrow. I can take a break from what I need to do.

So, here I am a few hours later and a little more full of food, and a little more insightful on how this world goes. Okay, so not so much the last one, but the first one I'm totally. I don't feel the food though. Anyways. So, here's the scoop.

• Got to bitch outta friend, because he doesn't like to go to school (remind you of someone you know? Of course it does, me!!)
• Talked to a stupid boy whom I wish I could hate, but incapable of doing so.
• Talked on my phone for awhile, which will continue once I get the batterty charged on the beast.

Good Times My Friend, Good Times. It's Time For This Girl To Watch el movie

So, I like to play mom. It's a good time.