I feel really crappy today. I've got a headache that's borderlining on a migraine. I'm more congested than Atlanta traffic at rush hour. I really don't want to go to my afternoon classes but I'm going to. I just hope that it's not raining anymore. I want to go home and see my mommy. I can't wait for Thanksgiving.
I can't stand this place anymore. I don't even know if I'm gonna be here next semester. I'm hanging on by my finger tips and losing ground every second. I feel trapped. There's no way to get out of this mess, I got my self into. There's no one to blame but my self. Yes, I have some really shitty teachers, but it's my fault. I'm the one that took the classes. I'm the one who created a schedule that wouldn't allow me to drop classes that were too hard and not what I should have been taking.
I wish I had some sort of bankable talent that would help me get through life. If I fell on my ass I would still have that to maybe help me along. I have nothing like that. I'm just average. The only thing that sticks out about me is my chest and I don't even want it to.
I took some of the fun purple medicine. I'm about to fall asleep. I was thinking I was running a fever, but I dunno. I'm gonna have to get a thermometer.