#55.
Being stressed is a horrible feeling. I should be doing work.. I should be studying for the chem test on Friday.. OWHUT? Crap, I just realized I'm going to miss the chem test on Friday due to my dentist's appointment. *pumps fist* Dentist, thank you for being useful for once! I honestly can't wait for Friday. Ditch school for a day of shopping, after the dentists of course.

Anyway. Stressed. I don't want to be doing a lot of things that I should be doing. Been thinking about you a lot lately. I don't think it's healthy. But the thing is, I'm not remembering the bad things about it anymore, like you letting go, but I'm remembering the good times we had, you know, like, when we met, and all the inside jokes we built up over time. Oh crap, I think I'm slipping into depression.. Fantastic.

Oh, did I forget to mention? There's a concert tomorrow, where I am supposed to be playing 'Prelude' on the piano.. I'm so nervous over that, none of my stupid friends are coming, so pretty much I'm gonna be performing on my own. Scared out of my wits.. I still can't even play it properly.. Pauses and break and everything everywhere! Panic!

Yeah, so I'll shut up about stress and throw in a picture. I may blog again tonight, depending on how I feel. Be warned. It's most likely to be an ultra depressing rant. Okay. Tata.



Girls, don't deny it. It's so very very true.

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