1468) I am so tired of being overweight I tired to lose the weight but it’s been really hard. I’ve thought about making myself throw up but I’m scared. I really don’t know what to do.
1463) I just don’t understand where I went wrong. I do everything to make you like me. I would do anything in the world for you. So tell me why even though it’s so apparent that you like me, and we’re still just “good friends”.
1462) Why can’t shit go right for me ever? Just once, God, surprise me. Make things go exactly the way I want them too.
1461) You’re just a jealous, annoying, immature little girl, and I honestly wish that you have a miserable life.
1460)
Right now, I’m frustrated with schoolwork. I’m expected to write two to four essays each weekend, do all of my homework correctly and on time, take good notes, study every night, AND still be willing to do more, plus, have some sort of social life! Excuse me if I’m a bit tired, or I don’t answer every question in class, or if I fall a little behind. Sometimes, I feel like I can never please my teachers: my essays are too in-depth or not enough, too long, too short, too analytical, not analytical enough, too many or not enough examples. I’m sick of school, I really am. I can never get a break, and it’s as if I constantly have to jump through hoops to please everyone. I want to be able to spend a week that I can watch television, spend hours on the computer, and do what I want, and not feel guilty about wasting time.
