When you have two days of school left and have this:
An English presentation
English bell-ringers
Health presentation
Health bell-ringers
Computer project
Band project
3 art projects
1 geometry paper
Biology disection
Biology paper
Geography project
I swear, my teachers hate me.
It is 10:30 at night and I am up trying to piece together a Yelena Belova or Bucky Barns costume to wear to Thunderbolts* tomorrow. I litterly do not own green clothing or belts. I guess I'm going to go with Bucky. Black pants, black t-shirt (I'm go with a sleeveless turtleneck), black socks and black shoes. I might be able to find a brown belt and can maybe DIY a few pouches??
My friends don't understand why I don't celebrate my birthday. Here's the reason because I know they'll see this:
Why would I want to celebrate the day Chris Evans got married? The days my fantasies dies.
I'm going to school pale with bags under my eyes because I'm not sleeping. Why you may ask? Because fucking noises. Insomnia finally was letting me sleep then I heard fucking noises. Not sleeping. Thank God I have easy subjects and not hard subject tomorrow. Well today. It's like 2:30 a.m.
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