stress with a capital STRESS
i hate math. i hate english. i hate your mom.
team meeting made me want to shoot myself. we spent a half hour talking about whether or not we should let people smoke. theyve been letting people do it for the past however-many weekends, why make it a big deal now? i hate nicoles freaking air of superiority. she has no right to lecture people about whats best for the weekend when she missed recruiting to get her hair cut. i hope jesus thinks her hair looks good, cause no one else does.
if i go to sleep now maybe ill withhold some of this information in my brain.