It’s kind of like this phantom that keeps haunting me when I have momments to myself at night to ask myself “where”. Then it becomes a line of regret and longing for you. So I just end up sleeping. “I sleep so much because sleep carries me so well”.
I am a nerd. I think i’m officially addicted to the SAT and everything that has to do with it. Maybe it’s because I keep scoring so low and it dissapoints the s*** out of me. After a while things start getting interesting. Practice tests aren’t even that bad and I don’t understand why the people in my class grown about it. I personally think it’s fun. And I love new vocab cards. I guess I have a thirst for knowledge, but more or less i’m just sucking collegeboard’s nuts.
Yeah my screws are loose and I think i’m going crazy.