Oh my God! This has been a messed up week! Monday was all laughs! Me and my best friend blew off all our classes writing a romance dialogue together. Tuesday was a blast from the past! My therapist reminded me I totally forgot to write that emotional letter to my ex-best friend that we were going to burn when it was finished. Today is Wednesday, a half day at school. Easy access to the computer only one thing wrong. I procrastinated on my History project and I'm freaking out! I told him I would finish it tonight but I'm dumbfounded!
He's going to give me a bad grade and I'm going to cry.
What am I going to do!? On Friday I skip school to begin Christmas shopping for my friends. The project is due Monday and I can't accept anything but an 'A'!
History is my thing!
I'm losing it! Losing it!
Now I know how Baljeet felt all that time!
No! I refuse to accept failure! I want that 'A' and I'm going for it! So what am I doing here!? I know what I must do! I know but I-I can't! I'm so screwed over! I should have asked for help. Now it's too late. I deserve what I get.
No! No! No! I can't accept a bad grade! I feel like a nerd. Whatever! I got to think what would Phineas tell me to do? Knowing my luck he'd probably say
"You should have asked for help." He's so obvious!
This isn't helping. Poor me...poor me.