memoirs

gaaaah, it's already twelve forty five.. I have my dad's work ethic. the shit I go through for the A grade. I am really tired.. but I have to keep going.

I am with mary on this one.. I feel as though rosary denies me of the whole high school experience. I know I am just complaining but I feel so deprived! when I think of high school, only WORK, stress, restless nights comes to mind.. I must be missing something vital or at the least, something exciting. although I hate to admit it, I think it is the lack of guys =/ guys to just joke around with.. and CHILL. public school, I am missing you already.

but the possibilities are keeping me hopeful.. oh, the numerous possibilities ;D