[grumblegrumbletodaysucks]

this morning so far is the fucking worst thing ever - not enough sleep, not enough homework done, not enough caffeine, and one laptop too few at school: mine - in my dad's car - currently attempting retrieval but not too hopeful, which means that by monday my grade one my spanish paper would be at best a c and i really can't afford that right now. chrissy's mad at me, i spent my homework time last night talking to her and i'm sad and lonely and completely burnt out. i feel most a part of the world when i'm overloaded and stressed and tied down by the sheer amounts of work i do and it turns out being present is not good for me.

eight days. eight days. on the eighth day i will wear a sailor suit and sit for hours to get a yearbook and not get any awards [because i never do - comes with the territory of being on the hate list] and then i will be free and well into the summer-of-many-jobs.

i wonder if grant's coming to his sister's graduation - i could use a friendly face.