Wow, sarcasm transfers so well through text.

I hate odd day classes because we don’t do anything.

I hate even day classes because we actually learn things.

What a paradox.

But I definitely just wore two bras today. 

• Monday - Chemistry It wasn’t AS bad as I thought it was going to be …… buuuuut it was pretty bad. We took it in the library and at one point the sun came out and shined through the window and all over my scantron and I was like, “……. Jesus? … Are you telling me that I picked the right answer?” 
• Wednesday - Calculus Ms. Amici trained us well; the test went pretty well. The guy in front of me was done before I started the fifth FRQ and I was like, “You … you wanna come over here and help me out?” 
• Thursday - English Oh gawd. I felt so delusional this morning. Smh it was so embarrassing. At one point, I had “OMG Becky look at her butt TUNECHIE” stuck in my head. Anyway, that MC was no joke. I didn’t even go by process of elimination. I went by, “SO WHICH LETTER CHOICE HAVEN’T I USED IN A WHILE? C? YOLO.”

The year is going to fly by now. Before you know it, we’ll be dancing at prom, writing LET’S KEEP IN TOUCH in people’s yearbooks, and throwing our graduation caps in the air as our last hoorah. It’s all coming to an end so let’s make this last month worth it. 

Today was not a good day. I think I spent more time complaining about how overwhelmed I was than actually doing anything about it.

All I had was calc hw and the rest of the day was free time. I could’ve caught up on my French hw or got ahead on my physics hw or possibly studied for my AP’s which are less than a week away. I did none of that. You know what the hell I did? I tried my prom dress on and ran around the house with my dress’ train in my hand like I was in some David Bridal’s catalog. Smh at what my life has come down to.

#Senioritis at its finest hour.

UGHHHHHH why can’t I login to my college accounts and decline their offers!?

YOU SHOUD BE GLAD I’M NOT ATTENDING YOUR SCHOOL. I’M CLEARLY NOT SMART ENOUGH TO REMEMBER MY USER ID/UNIVERSITY ID/APPLICATION ID/PASSWORD ……………. OR EVEN FIND YOUR DUMBASS DECLINE BUTTON. UGH. 

I’m going crazy. My dad isn’t home yet and he said he was bringing food. I’m so hungry. We haven’t gone grocery shopping in a while and there’s nothing in the fridge except milk and strawberries with some mold on them. I can’t really drink milk because I’m sorta, not really, lactose intolerant and I can’t really eat moldy strawberries because I’ll die.

Everything we do together — he relates back to college. 

• When he cooks dinner: “I’m going to miss cooking for you.” 
• When he drives me to school: “I’m going to miss driving you.”
• When we watch tv: “I’m going to miss watching with you.”
• But when he washes the laundry: “Oh thank god, I won’t have to wash your clothes anymore.”

1. Take out lecture notes.
2. Realize half the pages are blank.
3. Sigh.
4. OH WELL, LESS NOTES, LESS TO READ.
5. Study.
6. “Zinc and copper two plus yields ……… aaaaaand this is where I stopped writing.”
7. BREAK TIME.
8. Come back to notes.
9. Skim the last three pages.
10. K. GUD ENUF.
11. D+ average <3