Grammar

I got a thirty percent on our quiz, a long time ago. 
I've put tons of effort into studying for this retake and it kept being pushed back and back and whatever. 
Maggy and I emailed him and he finally put it up on BB. 
It was supposed to be posted friday. 

I am freaking out so much about this quiz, I am going to do poorly, I am going to fail. I just...so much scary bad feels on this one and no no do not want. I wish I could drop the class but mom would kill me. It's not required if I switch to dual major....
Se said the only class I could drop would be german, which I excel in. 

I do not know what to do and our first test is wednesday and I am by no means ready and I am so scared becuase I am not going to do well. 

I don't want to, but I am freaking out over this quiz. I prbably wont stop. 


anxiety attacks? Is that what this is? I don't know. It sucks. 
a lot. maybe I can sleep tonight, idk.

Do it For Her/Him

In which I am Connie. 
I will do anything for the people I love. 
Even if it meant dying. 

I'll fight for the things and the people I believe in. 

dark things

School is here. It's okay. 
My mentees are lovely people who want to be there. 
That is wonderful. 

I'm still stressed out. I worry about a lot of things. A lot of people. My mentees, my roommate, my friends. I worry about myself too, of course, but I'm a backseat to making sure everyone else is okay. That's how it is. How it's been for a long time. 
I worry about people a lot. 
I'm trying to stop worrying, but I think it's impossible. 

I worry a heck of a lot about my future. What do I even want to do with myself? 
I need to get myself together. 
I need money for Germany
I need to make things happen, and they're not going to come to me if I'm just sitting here. 

I think I might e on my way to having anxiety. It's not too bad yet, but when it's dark, it's dark. I want to not be able to worry for a few days, not a few hours. Lots of time I'm ok, I'm good, don't gt me wrong. But sometimes it's like sadness is running my console. 

I don't want anyone to worry. Please don't. I hate thinking that I'm taking up people's time, and part of me knows I'm not, but a bigger part of me worries that I am a huge inconvenience to people. That side wins. 
A lot of the time.