Current mood:	totally fucked
Current music:	my sniffles and sobs

please. kill me.
im sobbing right now.

i cant do this.

i have like four hours of consultancy tomorrow

and i found out my math project is due at eight thirty

i cant do all this tonight


i dont get it

i never will

its math


my mind isnt capable

no one can really help i have so much work to do. my calculator dissapeared.

i didnt turn in rough drafts so thats does not meets in two habits right there

i feel like just asking for alll does not meets

this isnt worth it

and mike told my mom about the rough draft thing so im gonna get it when they get home....IF they EVER come home

im so upset. i just want this to end. i know i brought this upon myself but i cant take it im so exhausted and so stressed im having a complete meltdown.

what am i gonna do? mike wont care. i cant stop crying, cuz im so achey and tired from bball practice and the other work and all this math and ughhh and everyone has it done and perfect and im gonna get the worst rubric ever which means a horrible mid year assessment.