Finally found that damn help center that gets you organized and stuff. FINALLY!!!!

They could've made it easier to find that. But nooooo. Bitch. >.>

I'm feeling stronger since I'm finally hitting the books with braveness. Is that a word? Did I say that right? Oh well. Moral is, I'm feeling a lot better. I just have to learn how to prevent myself from getting stressed out from work. I used to be pressed a lot as a child to do excellent. It was to the point that if I got a B or in the 80s, even if it was the high 80s, I would get yelled at, called stupid and all the kinds of shit that would fuck up a child. I felt that in order to be loved or to matter I had to be the best. I didn't learn about wanting to learn because I was raised as if it wasn't a choice. Yes, I should want to learn, but you don't force school like that on a child. Love them.

Chemistry.... watch out. I'm never taking you again after spring semester... nigga bitch. Excuse my cursing. No, don't excuse it. Get out. -_-

And now... I shower... and sleep.

I gotta work on my sleep schedule.

Pfft, I have to work on my schedule PERIOD. ._.