Tattered ‎‧₊˚✧[Jameson Hawthorne]✧˚₊‧

Hi

Okay, so as you can probably tell, this is not a chapter.

Sorry to disappoint.

As if.

I know I post a chapter pretty often, if I do say so myself. And I also know I haven't posted in a minute.

Y'all, I swear I'm alive, and no, I have not given up on this story, just in case you were thinking that.

I live in a state (in the US) that has this stupid new law that a certain class has to take and pass health class to be able to basically pass school. It's actual really easy, but that's not the point.

The point is, they pile a "unit" onto your ongoing school schedule (and knowing me, that's hard to handle as it is). This "unit" basically has all the lessons, all the homework, all the tests...

AND IT'S ALL DUE IN LIKE A FAXING WEEK.

Sorry, I channeled my inner Maxine Liu.

The hard part is, that since I'm in honors (feel free to laugh at me, but it's also on me, I should not have tried that hard on the placement test) I have a different course schedule than most of my actual grade class, which means I have the exact same sort of course for math as I do health.

Math is so much harder, so much more work...

AND IT'S DUE IN LIKE HALF A MOTHER FAXING, SHIP EATING, ASTERISK WEEK.

I'm going insane, but if you call a mental asylum, I will drag you with me.

Just kidding!

Right now, I'm on fall break (super weird, I know), but I don't feel like doing any work.

Oh yeah, did I mention I still have to do math on break?

Whoops! I forgot!

When I say I don't feel like/ don't want to do any work, that also means no updates, unless suddenly I feel like it.

Trust me, I'm not giving up, I just need a small break.

I also need a small break from school work, aka:

Poppy Procrastination Rodriguez!

Poppy Rodriguez isn't actually my name. Just a fake name for online.

And emergency situations...

Who said that? Sure as hell wasn't me!

Thanks for all the support!

Love y'all!
Poppy <3