My head hurts.
I take that back. My head really, really hurts.
I'm really, really broke.
Money is stressing me out.
My wedding is stressing me out.
I wrote my parents a letter, basically begging them to make the wedding cheaper so we can cover some of the crap they asked me to pay for that I can't afford.
I hope it works.
I don't think it will, mainly because they never change their minds.
I hate getting upset at work.
My eyes are red.
Again.
I don't care.
I can't think lately.
I'm behind in school. I feel like I lost a month somewhere.
My final's next week, and my final presentation is the week after that.
I think my headache just got worse.
Current Mood:
stressedCurrent Music: my throbbing temples