“I love no one but you, I have discovered, but you are far away and I am here alone. Then this is my life and maybe, however unlikely, I’ll find my way back there. Or maybe, one day, I’ll settle for second best. And on that same day, hell will freeze over, the sun will burn out and the stars will fall from the sky.”—Lemony Snicket (via ohbabyitsnatalie)
My mom really made me feel like shit about missing classes. I’ve missed at least one for every class. Some two, and three for swimming.
I guess I deserve it because even though I’m sick this week, I missed the classes for bullshit reasons in the past.
I feel really bad about missing classes.
But on the other hand I really DO feel like shit. I can’t walk or stand for a long period of time. I feel like I was hit by a bus. If I tense my muscles then I get a bad sensation like someone hit me with a baseball bat.
But a majority of college is actually going. Which is my problem.
I think that’s a load of shit though. I mean I’m (my mom) is paying for it. I should be able to miss classes. And if it gets out of hand then it warrants for the professor or college to intervene. But come on people. Shit fucking happens. People die, you get sick, your child is sick, you get into an accident….
Fuck college!!! What a joke!