This is from a while ago

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I'm not happy. Well when I'm with the pack on the weekends I am. *I'm so stressed with school work. I don't understand what we're doing in math. I have so many essays to do that I don't have time for. I just want it to be summer. I don't  want to be in school. I want to go home. I don't have time for anything, anymore. Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday I have to stay afterschool so I can hopefully pass the regents. Then I go home and do more homework I that I don't understand. I'm so tired. I haven't ben sleeping well. It feels like right when my head hits the pillow; my alarms for school are going off. I almost started crying during math because I'm so frustrated with everything. I feel like everywhere I go the conversation topic is always the fire. I always want to burst into tears when someone starts talking about it. My house was so cold this winter because my family was too paranoid to make a fire in our fire lace. I'm not going to be home till 7 and I just want to sleep. 


This is from a while ago. I'm only posting it now because I wrote it in a notebook at school and I kept on forgetting it in my locker. I'm not really stressed at school anymore other than my finals this week but I'll be alright. My sleeping is still a bit wonky but again I'll be alright. I'm in a pretty average mood right now and I'm pretty excited for tonight. So that's dope. Anyways I gotta go write Dead by Tomorrow. Byeeee

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