Behavior modification is done and after I turn this portfolio in English will be done as well.
Reading Needful Things until class instead of writing the last paper because sanity.
My mum called today. Apparently they thought my step dad had a heart attack and was going to have to have bypass surgery. Turns out he is okay. He always is. I think I learned my stress and worrying from her. There’s a lot of things I learned from my parents that I wish I never had.
Kat told me if she could teach me how to calm down that would be the best thing. She can’t, but I can. I can take a moment to breath. I can read a book and take a B rather than have an A and be a bitch to be around. I can accept that bills are never going to be easy but things are better now than they have been and stop driving the people around me crazy. Not to mention myself.
Fuck stress and worry.
Fuck all of the horrible habits I have maintained over the years.
You think you break?
Fucking excel is kicking my ass.
I used to be pro at this shit and now I can’t even make a damn graph.
I would rather do this shit by hand with a goddamn ruler. Fuckers.
when people choose a person over you and then when they have no one else they come running back to you. no, fuck you. fuck you for not being there for me when I needed you. fuck you for never making an effort to see me because you had someone else