Second one.
Finally caught up on RWBY and it turns out Youtube comments and awesomepolyglot spoiled me for Yangās arm and Pyrrha mourns. Hate Kerry and Miles too.
Procrastinating again too so thatās biting me in the butt now.
RIP Pyrrha
I had 4 days of February break to study. To finish school work. I choose to wait till today. (or rather tonight).
I had 2 days to make a Valentines Day card for my mom. In the end, I gave her a card I made in Spanish class last Friday that she couldnāt read.
I had so many things but in the end time beat me to it. Sadly, time will probably beat me to all the other things that will happen eventually in my life. Iāll die before completing anything significant.
I just -
I hate feeling sad. Inexplicably so, at that.
I always feel frustrated at myself, because I donāt know how not to be selfish, how to stop complaining, how to be humble.
Why did I mention my SAT scores? Why are those important? Why couldnāt I have just kept my mouth shut like my parents said I should? Why canāt I just be humble about them?
Iām just -
I donāt know. I donāt know and I hate not knowing but -
Itās like thereās a ball of sadness in me, compressed as tight as it can be, its potency at the utmost. I donāt know how to excise it.
I didnāt go to ask a certain teacher for advice because you were in that classroom, and a friend wasnāt able to come at the last minute, and I couldnāt - I couldnāt stomach the thought of going there alone. I couldnāt stomach the thought of being under the scrutiny of someone who has already moved on, when I havenāt. Why canāt I stop romanticizing you? Why canāt I stop wishing that someone looks at me the way he looks at her? Why canāt I stop wondering if you have moved on that quickly, that you already like someone else?
I guess this is the only place I donāt feel bad complaining because no one from real life knows me here.
Sighs. I should be more responsible. I should fix myself but instead I just complain and donāt do anything. Iām so disappointed in myself and I just wish - I donāt know. Even talking doesnāt make it feel better. I need to change from the inside out, but I donāt even know where to begin.
It was just a bad day, I guess. Not a bad life.
This was incoherent rambling aha. Sorry.
Iāve never been so disappointed in myself in my life. I took the AMC 10 today, came home, and realized I got four of the easiest questions wrong by making the most stupid mistakes. Iām not even sure about the rest. I probably managed to get a score in the 40s range, and I thought the prospect of me getting a score of 60 was bad. The worst part is that I want to be a mathematician. I feel like Iāve just failed myself in the worst way possible.
Iām so sorry. But seriously, why do you guys (as a whole) suck at not outing each other? Iāve accidentally contributed to this, but geez. Itās awful.
letās be honest: menstrual cramps are the worst.
Real af.
NOOT NOOT
Iāll never forget you, Little Guy.
Must you wait until the last minute to write my letter of recommendation? Now I have to worry whether or not it will get to the designated person in time. I gave you over two weeks. :-w
No wonder they make models of proteins with a 3D printer AH THIS IS STRESSFUL
I want to get to know you better (in the MOST platonic sense possible), but Iām afraid that heāll be even more jealousā¦
Why is everybody dying? Not even dead, just dying!
Message to self: No matter what happens Iām very proud of you. 
Ugh, another week? At least we have an idea of when youāll be back.
Are you serious? Weāve been working on this project for a whole year and weāve never been able to get it down since youāve been slacking of too much. Youāre not taking JNHS seriously and you should be grateful that we let you work with us in the first place.
Dr. (Vandy Professor): You good. You did good. Nice. Awesome. I mean, dang. Thatās awesome. Heās so happy.
honestly? if youāre not able to understand while the teacherās talking in spanish, maybe you shouldnāt be in an ib spanish class. you ended up with a b and contacted four different authority figures to get your grade changed to an a so you could be valedictorian. this isnāt even the first time youāve done this, either
Your opinion is not truth. Neither is mine. Thatās why we listen to othersā opinions.