well then. here i go again, screwing it up like i always do. so, i won't give the gory details of yesterday (nat, you already know) but i will say that i feel like i'm a defective toy or something. i always manage to do something that messes up the things that are going great. where are you laura? why aren't you here? i need to talk to you. but yeah, i'm still freaking out about my math exam, because now it turns out i have 55% in my math class, and i need 69% on the exam to get a 59% passing grade in the course. fuck. graduation is slipping farther and farther away from me. this is so hopeless. maybe it's me who's hopeless. i'm just a lost cause. "just one thing makes me forget.. red red wine" yeah. my discman keeps dying. shitty old piece of crap, i swear. i have nothing to write, except that i feel like i'm going to cry because i'm such a fuck up. shoot me now. the one, the only, laura michelle*