my diary

this is the only thing i can do to stop me from crying.
ive already tweeted too many thoughts that even I'm annoyed at myself.
but its only the second week of school, and my AP classes has me in my own version of
"Mission Impossible." this is so ridiculous. I'm on the verge of tears.
it's 11:24 pm and i still have to print an essay, annotate it, study a memory verse,
and somehow memorize 17 environmental science vocabulary terms.
i get it, its like college. but guess what? in college you have about 3 classes per day,
all scheduled around your own time, and you dont see the same teacher (most of the time)
again the next day. my teachers need to understand that they cant pack us with so much
homeowork every night, knowing we have 6 other classes to do work for as well, and with an
average of 6 hours to do homeowork. impossible. it truly is.
im gonna quote my friend and say, "as the days progress and my sleep becomes shorter, im going to start looking more and more everyday like a crack whore."
couldnt have said it better myself.

humphh

hello hello

im back again.

and dissappointed.

one reason i enjoy tumblr more than this: i have more than one follower who looks at my posts.

i dont mean to get mad at thin air, but this is probably the only place i can vent and no one will see it.

so what now?

i'll keep waiting. ill return every once in a while.

this will probably be my last post for a couple of weeks.

im starting school monday. back to my usual stressed out routine.

and everyday for the next six weeks, Monday- Thursday, i'm gonna be going to boot camp.

i have mixed feelings about that.

but i hope it'll be all worth it when im looking lovely (y)

goodnight my lovebirds.

ttfn