Sex weeks left. Make it go fast.

I'm facing a break down any day. I can't imagine how my body feels due to all the stress I'm having. My studies is the main reason of my up and down mood and me myself can't handle it for much longer. Constantly having headache and issues not being able to concentrate etc. Tomorrow, for example, I'm having a huge writing. I've tried to study but can't remember anything since there's many other projects that's on my mind. There's six weeks left til I graduate, but honestly, I'm worried that it won't work out like it usually always somehow do for me.

Such a charmer

Motherfucker from hell

I'm more annoyed than usual. Some people don't fucking know how to behave. For example, I instantly found out that a friend of mine began talking about my sexual life with a guy I've slept with. Truthfully, she shouldn't even be involved but mainly WHY BEGIN A DISCUSSION WITH HIM?! It seems that she doesn't even quite get that that's something you don't to, like this unwritten rule.

PS. I overslept. Had managed to set my alarm clock at "21.25" instead of "09.25". Sucks quite bad since I really should be in school by now, having P.E.

FUCK FUCK FUCK

I feel more useless, ugly, regretful, awful than ever. I was healthier both psychological and physical less than two months ago. Something went wrong and I really must make something about it. I'm quite aware of the problem, but it's hard to make such a life changing over a night. But, it's totally worth it, therefore I mention how I know I'll feel in a few weeks (+some things that will help me fix this dilemma):

• healthier
• happier
• more satisfied
• given a self-confidence boost
• better grades
• something to look forward to

Me and Mr. Darcy (Me and Mr. Pattinson)

Work went by pretty fast, luckily enough. Although I quit 22.20 I went to Cissi and Stella's place since their birthday is coming up at Sunday. It was fun but made me even more tired so I went home pretty early and have managed to take a shower and begun to read a book by Alexandra Potter called "Me and Mr. Darcy".

Let's whisper

It's sunny outside and I'm off to work, which I really wish I wouldn't have to be.

Loosing you

I hate myself for loosing you (it)

Maybe it will be too late.
Maybe I'll find it when I've bought a new one.
Maybe my father won't be surprisingly mad with me for loosing my car key.
Maybe I won't have to pay 400 dollars buying I new one.
I do hope so.