That's all i am now.
I can't think... i can't study.
And dear God i couldn't draw today. I had no fucking clue what my teacher wanted.
Nice guy, i've meet him before... but what a weird fuck.
I... still... after 7 drawings don't know what he wanted from me.
This is going to be an interesting semester.
And i have my first bio test. And i have to get up and study at 6 am or i know i'm going to fail.
3 hrs cramming's good, right?
I'll live won't i?
Maybe... maybe not.
God.
Wait, not God.
Damn, i;m just screwed aren't i?
CheZ