I wrote a chapter a year ago about how someone close to me died. As of today, October sixth, they've been dead for exactly a year. I can't believe it's been so long since then. Time just flies away when you expect it least.
I have began to write many new chapters, but as I mentioned, I have a big problem with moving on to another thing before finishing something else, and mostly...
School (Hell)
I am piled with work and my grades are kinda shit... Actually, they're alright... except in fucking math!!!!
I have an F in math, three A's and two B's. That's how you know there's a damn problem with the math curriculum!
At least tomorrow's Friday, thank the Lord.
