My bank statement stared back at me today. Total in account: $1.60. I should crawl off and die now...I have no idea how to live on one and a half dollars for a whole week. Damn phone bill. If I had half a tank of gas, I'd be OK...then I'd just need to refrain from eating at school. But I don't have the gas to get to school, so I don't know what to do. Dad's made it pretty clear he's not going to loan me a cent anytime soon.
I had a final this morning. I did well, considering the last time I set foot in the class was well over a month ago. I think I'll end up with a C in the course. It could be worse, but it could've been an A. My laziness is frustrating.
I'll be that girl - and you would be right over. If I were a field, you would be in clover. If I were the sun, you would be in the shadow. And if I had a gun, there'd be no tomorrow.
The ticking of the clocks in the house grows ever louder.