finally, february.
i'm doing what I did yesterday.
1st: health and I wanted to die because of you-know-who.
2nd: green-fucking-house gases.
3rd: lowell girls
4th: catch-up day
5th: worksheets
lunch: you-know-who made me want to die.
sixth period. we got our scores. in the beginning of class ms rivera teased me by saying, "are you sure you didn't finish too early? did you guess on any of the questions? did you—" and on.
she began to call us up for our scores. when I went up to get my score, you-know-who decided to make me want to die again by smiling and saying, "I know you got the best score here." I obviously thanked him and got my score. I just so happened to be the only person in my period to get a 100%. in the moments leading up to me getting my score, I could feel my heart hitting roughly against my breast. when I received my score, I felt content and truly happy for a moment.
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life updates//journal
Nonfiksias suggested by my friend, I will begin writing daily. not only relieve stress and anxiety but it's nice to have an outlet to share your feelings with,
