[Only read if you are fine with wasting precious moments of your life.]
This week was not my week. Today, was the plummet. My internet wasn't working when I really needed to send some emails for class. My Calculus Professor sent my anger to a new level. I was lost and confused in Biology. I did terrible in my Organic Chem quiz. Today has not been a good day.
I honestly feel like crying so that's why the music in my room is loud, just in case. I hate this fucking overwhelming feeling. My writing has lost whatever magic touch it had. I've been feeling sicker and sicker. I'm going home because I have a doc appointment tomorrow and I'm worried. I've never gone to the eye doctor and had him tell me my eyes are fine. I'm getting worse and worse. My fucking brain capability is so low. How the hell did I even get into this school. I'm going to have to leave Bio and I don't want to. I'm losing all hope. Every inch that was remained is drifting away. I feel like crawling into a hole. Just staying in fetal position for hours and waiting until someone comes to lie to me. Tell me I'll be fine. It's a lie. I'm freaking out and everything is perfectly fine. No one is dead. I have money and food and a shelter. I am receiving an education, well for now. I have people that love me but today that is not enough.
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