here i go again on my own / Sunday, November 16, 2008
i cannot think. i cannot think... why cant i think??
what the freakin hell is taking me so long to write a paper. i'm gonna fail college like this. this is horrible. and i need to stop complaining because its all going downhill, worse than nowhere.
ugh.. i dont know. it feels so.. everything. you know. strangling. i feel strangled.. like i'm being hanged and i'm gasping for air. this is no emo post at all! i dont want to die.. which is the opposite of emo.. hah. but my nickname is emo. but this is going off topic. I DONT KNOW WHAT TO SAY. i refuse to believe that i'm turning into an airhead. what the heck. nononononononoNO!
well the thing is.. its just that critique essay. it just doesnt make sense at all. why call it a critique essay if its going to end up talking about something else 5 million miles off topic?? huh?? how can it not be so when he wants an idea that was not from the movie??? what does he mean exactly when he calls it critique? pshh! its not even critique at all! its more like a.... i dont know what you'd call.. thesis paper? no.
i need to stop. because i'm really fustrated. and i dont enjoy losing my faith. cheerio!
