Kiwi Crocus (cranky__crocus) wrote,
Kiwi Crocus

This will bite me later.

Bethaloupe slept over.

We cooked our stuff for the presentation.

But did we plan it?


I'm pretty ashamed of that... Normally I plan them, practice them, go over them in my head... I haven't.

I don't like this feeling.

I have a history test I haven't studied for.

Tomorrow I have five sheets for Ms. Watson do and I've barely started.

Tomorrow I have a math paper and project due. Have barely started.

Thursday I have a presentation due for Mr. Lee. Barely started.

I hate this lack of motivation.

I want to go back to the smart, strong, courageous, motivated, ambitious girl I was whatever amount of weeks ago. I don't want to be seeing myself do this. I know that today--this evening--will probably be heck.

How many panic attacks will I have before I finish this stuff? How overwhelmed will I be? How good will the products be?


That's right. Another day of school. Off I go, toting a peanut butter and strawberry fluff sandwich to a place that is currently destroying me.

And the sad thing is, it used to be my best friend.

I feel betrayed. Only really, I'm the traitor.

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