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Take me someplace where the lights shine brighter at night.
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Sometimes I'm really just sick of myself. All those years of having people look up to me for my "intellectual prowess" seem to have gotten to me. I don't know what the hell I'm doing or why the hell I'm doing it. Maybe it's just punishment for thinking I don't have to work as hard at something. Maybe it's a lesson.
I don't know. I feel helpless. Isn't senior year supposed to be relaxing? How come I feel like crying from disappointment and frustration half the time now?
1 comment:
The funny part is thinking about what college will be like.
Not only will all the classes be harder, but if you're at an ivy league everyone will be three time as smart as they are here.
Plus with all the curves being based off scores relative to those people, just imagine how much fun that'll be xD
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