Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Finito

I don't think I'm meant to get better sometimes. It's like I arrange to get help for my eating stuff because I wanna get over it and of course room drama gets in the way of that yet again. It's like the first night I decided I was gonna get a counselor for it I got bombarded with all this room stuff and it's like now that I have an appointment with the r.a. It gets ruined by more room drama. I want out. My nerves are fried. I need to run to the bathroom before class. More later.

1 comment:

Stephanie Marie said...

This worries me.... a lot.