i have alot of undone homework.

shit.


oh no,i think i am in love with my hairdresser!
i want to cry how can i fall in love with him he's TWENTY FOUR.

but there's a small,tiny voice in my that cries,"but he's hot!"


ahhh,ahh,ahhhhh.

okay i have to focus.
he smokes.
eww.

okay,forget him.



i am not looking forward to school reopening.
it makes me feel sick in my gut.
oh god.