demise

in twenty five minutes, the six hours of my slow, painful demise begins. unprepared, unmotivated, and almost uncaring, i march into the class i love and wish i had more time for (jazz), and the class i love and wish it wasn't so hard to appreciate (filters). my two favorite classes! my two hardest classes! my two WORST grades right now, and my two bombs.

oh god. help me. i just wanna pass jazz...but doing good in filters would be good for my CAREER.

starburst lollipops...