SUCKS THE LIFE OUT OF ME!
You know what he says? He reckons you don't need a life! NOT YET. You gotta study YOUR ASS OFF and then live when you're OLD but rich and famous.
What's there to my life now? He prompts me with university applications and my studies! It's all rush rush rush rush!! ARG! ARGAGRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKAKAKAAAAAA!! (how would that sound?) It's not my only pile of work. Oh Nooooo... Nope! Not at all....ive gots MORE! :D (the smile's suppose to make me feel better but it doesn't). Here's what I've got to do by the end of this week or within this week...
- AT LEAST finish my UK UNI applications.
- Apply for SAT test
- Apply for Toefl test
- Apply for ACT test
- Finish my SAT prep hw (Before Thursday)
- Finish the Science day decor
- Finish my the "Iraq war Vs Us dollar recession" paper (RIGHT NOW)
- Finish the "Socks" paper (TOMORROW)
- Finish Figures of Speech HW
- Finish Narrative writing HW
- Finish writing all notes
- Finish Siduarjo report (By Friday)
- Art Proposal (Thursday?)
- Prep Brandon for his Math competition
- Finish my 1st term coursework (by Sunday)
- Finish Wicked book
- Finish Jane Eyre book
- Write UNI essays
- Mom's painting (been procrastinated for 2 weeks!)
- etc etc...
SHIIIIITTTTT!!!!!!! HOLY CRAAAAAAAAAAAAPP!!!!!
Oh...not to mention that I still am falling. FALLIIIIINNNGGGG. Hope there's basketball practice tomorrow...despite the underlying stress crouching just beneath the thin sheet of my skin I want to "waste" a little time to do something sport oriented...it help's me feel better. You know...sport is somewhat of a masochistic behaviour? You're forcing your body to do something it's not used to resulting to tireness and discomfort....isn't that basically hurting yourself hence masochistic? Hahahaha, I find that somewhat of an amusement.
