Tired of screwing things up. Today's paper was supposed to be redemption.

Savage breasts and Meso compounds. URGHH!!!

Scared stiff. Dear Air, save me!

Wassup wassup! A's is coming!!! Nervous like shit and doing nothing but studying these days. Break time now and looking back at the things I have done this year. CRAZYYY!!!! 

I foresee myself as a workaholic; how much exciting can my life get? I can only wish for better things to happen to me, though the best has already happened; having found my special one. I wish for good results because I have worked hard, really hard. I wish I might one day be a singer singing at Madison Square Gardens and be invited to sing at the Grammys or VMAs, because I really love to sing. I wish for a thousand things and most of them are for you. 

I repeat every night when the clock strikes 11:11: I hope he does well and will be happy. I hope he does well and will be happy. I hope he sees that he can do great things in his remaining life, after all, he is 18. 

In other news, the big As are up and I am scared stiff. 

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