I'm sort of recovering from my episode of self hate last night. It was hard to get over and I'm not completely sure that I want to get over it. I still feel that I'm a disgusting and horrible person and that if I ever were to be forced to submit to someone I would just about die. I'm in language arts class right now doing this so I can't be to specific about what I'm saying. I don't really want to have people reading over my shoulder. I wonder how much journaling I can get done in this class period. I've done it where I have gotten up to a page and a half done in one class period. Well, not one class period but the 15 minutes at the start. I wonder what we're going to do in class today. Did I tell you about the poem that was never written by Olivia? It's called it. I just looked at the board, it says we're going to revise our essays today. I can't believe that it's only 2:05. We have yet another 2 hours 5 minutes of school left. I just want to go to girls who code already. Minus the walking home part, I don't want to do that. I'm really looking forward to the food tonight. Journaling time is done.
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AuthorHey y'all, this is really emo. It's also really old. I'm in high school now, so if you're reading this, please stop, as it's very cringy. I'm 14 now, by the way. Archives
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