and I don't know, I don't know what he's after.

[enamoured]

I wish I could stop doing certain things to myself. Like the hair-pulling thing. It's getting kind of bad and I think I need a new way to destress.

Oh my God, I just found my black bra. It fell behind the couch. My house is dysfunctional, I swear.

Tomorrow's history. And after that, I am going to go on a math binge so that I will not fail algebra within the first three weeks of school. I mean it. Honestly. I've begun to suspect I have a math-related learning disability that has managed to make school nightmarish for me for awhile.