I need to start being more honest with the people in my life that aren't my sister and Jess. And my mom.

I really wish you wouldn't think I was stupid. I just really think you're desperate. It's sad. But its your fault. So I'm not mad. Call me when you stop being a faggot.

So much to do, so little time.

-Laundry (including bed sheets)

-Write draft and final of Transcommodities paper

-Get back on track with derivatives before test on friday

-Clean room (I absolutely hate feeling like I live out of my bedroom)

-Get hair cut + dyed

-Buy more shampoo and conditioner

-Not have pneumonia anymore

This is all I can think of right now. And most of which I have to do within the next 2 weeks. And it stresses me out just thinking about it.

One last final word of advice: Ex's. Ruin. Everything.