October 24th, 2004

this is me

when the question "who am i?" is answered.

I really don't like either of the classes that I am currently planning on majoring in. I like the subjects but I don't like the classes.

I hate how I wish that I hadn't done so well on the last two in-class essays in English. I now feel this tremendous pressure to do well on the next one, and the one after that, and so on - to have parts of them used as examples, to sound superior. Fuck. This annoys me above all else.

I despise how I try so, so, so hard in Biology and I fail miserably every time. This is US History AP: part two.

I abhor the fact that sleep is still a mystery to me, and how it seems how the only way I can actually get sleep is when I'm actually trying to avoid it. I read... and fall asleep. I watch tv... and fall asleep. I lay in bed at 1:45 in the morning, struggling to keep my eyes shut and not to get up to go study... and stay the fuck awake.

I strongly dislike my hair. I will continue strongly disliking it until what might just be The End Of Time As We Know It (tm). I really miss having purple hair. I think that after I go green, orange, and red... I'll go back to purple.

I can't stand how I can't come up with another word for "hate". And I call myself a "good" writer. PAH.
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