it's three fifty eight.
and im still up.
should i be in bed sleeping right now??
i wish i understood horroscopes
im pretty much addicted to this song called run by snow patrol. its k-ewt.
i fricken hate homework.
i seriously am considering just failing math and working real hard on social and foods and then focusing next semester + take math in summer school, or just applied and then pure next year.
how is it fair that we have to plan our lives out when we're 16??
im in a good mood. its four oh two.