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Wednesday, February 11, 2009

hello. @ 8:40 PM

I haven't posted in a while. Computer class does that to a blog.
I really have a lot going through my mind, I just don't know how to express it in words properly.
I wish I could talk to someone other than my blog correctly.

Oh and
I fucked it up, and no one in my Chemistry class probably likes me,
and I have a C in Precalculus ALREADY.
I still haven't written he essay for College Academy and I haven't asked the guidance counselor.
I never do things, I put them off and I feel terrible and I still don't do them. I'm so scared. I don't know what's going to happen to me.

hi there.

"Tuesday night, at the bible study, we lift our hands and pray over your body but nothing ever happens."

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Hi. I'm Angelica. I like Pokémon and complaining. I'm a youngster, but I freak out like a 42-year-old mother. This is just me worrying about getting into college.

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