Fuck Mondays.

I've always hated Mondays. Today validates that hatred. Totally bombed the graphing test in math today, I don't know why I keep freaking out on these things. Like I swear I kept trynna breathe and shit cause I was so fucking nervous. And then in APbio Fisher drops a bomb on us, trynna tell us we can't do typed up notes anymore? The fuucck, I ain't trynna write all of this =/ Sigh, things just took another turn, another loopdeeloop in the damn rollercoaster of this so called life.

OMG, so I went to my fishytank, and tapped it right? And my fish wasn't too responsive, which made me wonder when the hell it was last fed.. So I tried to look for food in the fridge, and in the cupboards LOL, but I couldn't find any. Guess what I tried to feed it? BREAD -.- It didn't work, so I tried CHICKEN LOLOLOLOL. I don't know, moment of stupidity. But yeah, that obviously didn't work either. So I asked Henri to bring me in some fishfood tomorrow, hahaha. I feel so bad for my fishy though.. Had it for almost half a year now daaaymn, from bio last year though, those ecosystem things. Hahahaa.

Well anyways, enough of the fishy. I needa get back to my work. I feel like passing out pretty soon. I'm gonna nap after school tomorrow so I can stay up later. Cause it's hard getting work done when everyone's hella loud in the house.

PS. Things aren't getting any better.