I can’t help but to feel at fault now. Did I just eff up the end of the school year for my entire class? I know people are telling me “no it isn’t”, but I feel responsible nonetheless. I was really looking forward to this event.
I just want to crawl into a hole. Bummed out as fuhhh
Tony Chen
5.30.12
I hate it so. There is so much piled down on my shoulders and some help with the weight would be nice. I want to just crawl into bed and lie there still as can be and hope the next day doesn’t come until I get my shit done.
I see me going back on my words no matter how trivial the agreement was. This is not who I am or who I intend on being, but it seems to matter less and less to me which is not what I want. Before now I have always been a man of my words and carry through with results. I see myself less and less dependable when I can barely fend for myself. I’m simply looking for the motivation and I cannot believe that the biggest reason right smack in my face is not enough to push me further. I cannot improve if I do not try harder; therefore, not achieving the results desired. I’m going to hate and love these next two weeks.
This ending to this chapter is too bittersweet. I can do this I suppose.
Tony Chen
5.29.12
Wehrli takes everyday scenes of disorder and rearranges them into neat rows, sorted by different attributes such as color, size, shape, and type, etc.
(Source: unknownskywalker, via 10knotes)
1. First thoughts on going to college
2. First memory of high school
3. Homecoming- what it meant to you and your memories of it
4. The most trouble you’ve ever gotten into
5. Your favorite teacher and how he/she has impacted you
6. The…
(Source: graceshinn, via eatmyshoe)
Today I learned the extent of what hard work makes possible. It’s a shame I haven’t been putting any effort.
You do in fact get out of life what you put into it…
I guess mentality is just the making of a better me. I have a rough week ahead of me. Tomorrow is a new day; I best make the best of it. Good night!
I speak so poorly =/
Tony Chen
5.9.12
I hate how one little, trivial matter can bring a whole mess of memories. I am so PISSED, tired, disappointed, and DONE, yet determined for what’s next.
IDK if I should humor you any longer.
