Me and Ryder’s typical morning conversation every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday before our 8:30 Italian class.
We are not morning people.
If this week isn’t a struggle, I don’t know what is.
stupid history paper.
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last day in the kilt and polo….
….last day ever in a uniform….
I’ve never not worn a uniform to school….
bittersweet.
this week at school the seniors get to dress up as a different theme every day.
Monday is celebrity day.
I HAVE NO IDEA WHO TO BE.
HELP!!!!!!!!!
I AM FINALLY FINISHED WITH MY LONG ASS ENGLISH PAPER WOOOO!!!!!!
TIME TO CELEBRATE.
(It’s supposed to be 8-10 pages. and when I finished it was seven. so I made all my periods and commas size 14 and now it’s eight… still have a couple edits BUT IM DONE AMEN)

this calls for some gifs ( an excessive amount be prepared. I AM OVER TIRED AND PROM IS TOMORROW AND IM NOT READY AND I DIDNT DO MY PHYSICS PROJECT)









I’d pick writing a paper any day over a final… but starting with a topic proposal? yuckkk.
We have to base it off of Outliers by Malcolm Gladwell
My first topic was about how successful Generation Z will be but I think I’m going to do something more about depression and how it affects the brain and how it impairs students and if it changes their success rates.
yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay school.
naht.
day needs to be over.
I wanna go home. and sleep.
So I have two and a half hours free everyday at school, and I spend the majority of that time in IBM, which is the computer lab. There are two ladies who are in the technology department and are the teachers in IBM.
They’re by far the best people in the school; they’re always so nice and sweet and helpful. So I’ve gotten to be pretty friendly with them.
Today’s the last day of classes before Christmas break, so I gave them both a box of Godiva chocolates.
They both gave me giant hugs, one of the hugs lasted for a good 5-10 seconds. They were so thankful and told me how pretty I look today and how nice I am. I might have made their day, but they don’t know how much they just made my day. ^___^
it’s called depression, and this is what my brain looks like compared to a normal person’s brain. So next time you wonder why I’m not getting straight A’s… think about this.
A PET scan can compare brain activity during periods of depression (left) with normal brain activity (right). An increase of blue and green colors, along with decreased white and yellow areas, shows decreased brain activity due to depression.
I’ve really appreciated people’s feedback with this post. I posted it on November 16, just as a passing thought in my mind, and then this week (December 12) people started liking and reblogging it. It just makes me feel less alone; thank you everyone. ^____^
Other people’s comments…
andyoudontknowkarate: FUCKING. THIS.
mrsbrandyalexander: Can I print this out and replace my transcripts with this. >Sigh<
georgasmic: Thanks to an extremely fucked up school system that doesn’t take diagnosed mental disorders seriously, I end up failing inevitably no matter how hard I want or try to pass. Then I get labeled as stupid or lazy, like it’s my fault.
live-and-let-ride: thank you. it’s called sophomore and junior year.
imarealboyy: My teachers can now suck my dick.
pierce-the-sirens: Oh my god can someone show this to my mom?
trying to take deep breaths.
I’m shaking.
still pretty anxious, but at least Faith will be right by my side for the re-entry meeting.
wish me luck! :)
March 2. This girl is already dead.
I will forever Reblog this
one of the many reasons i do not like people
ill go find that stupid bitch and punch them
this makes me so mad. Like, you can’t just do that to people. EVERYONE deserves to be on this planet and if cancer is going to take your life at a young (or any) age, you be having the best life ever.
fuck assholes. I hope this person had the best last five months possible, and I hope they rest in peace, and I pray that there family heals from the grief. Oh god I’m literally about to tear up this is so sad and horrible.




