I'm about this close to fucking dropping everything; I've been going all through the fucking day just wanting to drop one thing after another. Chorus - I can't fucking sing, so why the fuck am I there? Number theory - I've understood less than a quarter of the shit we've done, and I've got a test tomorrow. Guard - I've forgotten everything, not getting new shit, everything's just going to fucking hell. Heck, I didn't even *learn* some of the stuff because we went over it once while I wasn't there and never went over it again. Sorrel - Jeff walks up to me today and tells me that there's "trouble" because of shit from homecoming. Ya know what? I don't give a fuck. About any of it. I am just THIS close to dropping all of it and just sleeping for the rest of the fucking year. Have five classes, nothing else to worry about besides college apps and scholarship apps.. god, how wonderful that would be.....
But hey, on the bright side, we've pretty much closed on the house, so I get to fucking take a lot of time that I don't have to move! Yay!
Shoot me. Fucking shoot me.
If you need me.. well, you're fucked. I'm off limits for the time being. Deal with your shit on your own.
edit: Oh, and forgot to mention that I've had a headache since the moment I woke up, and Ibuprofen didn't help in the least. Joy. And I've been pseudo-fasting in pseudo-honor of Yom Kippur. Day of Atonement. Well kill me now and send me to a long fucking time of Pergatory.
editagain: To clarify, I really like Sorrel. Just coming to this realization - perhaps it'll last this time? Anyway (yeah, I've calmed down a bit), she's not that happy either, so we'll see if this lasts or not. I'm definitely not the kind of guy that she needs though.