I feel like dookie. I'm hating life right now. I hate everything. Sometimes I just want to QUIT everything. Sometimes I wish I just didn't care about school so much, getting good grades, or even being involved. I'm pretty sure majority of the UC's I applied to aren't going to accept me so what's the point of getting so worked up about it? I hate this shit. I think today I've reached the breaking point. I took my damn exam in math and I worked my ass of studying, stressing myself over it when I could've been studying for other classes. And just my luck, I still get a fucking F! I'm pissed. This is such bullshit. I'm seriously on my breaking point.

Sometimes I just want to quit EVERYTHING. I wonder why I worry so much about things because really, does it really matter in the long run?

Then I come to an upset mother because of a change of plans that I didn't have control over. I feel like I'm always ruining my Mom's plans and I feel terrible about it. I feel like it's my fault for causing such a burden on her and I'm not letting her enjoy her life. I hate that I'm terrified of driving. I have my permit already, but just seeing cars on the road freaks me out. Fuck. Sometimes I just feel like taking off and just being on my own. I despise having to rely on other people to take me places. I just want to get up and go sometimes without anyone hassling me about it or any bullshit.

I just fuckin' hate life right now. Fuck all this shit!