Yep all the stars are flicking me off

I know I fucked up my Sociology paper. I hate when you know it is to late to save yourself. It is kind of like drowning when you finaly reach muscle failure and accept that in a minute you will never breathe again. I have been self loathing as of late. I have been carrying the entire world around in my pocket and it is beginning to become heavy. I am worried about Clementine now that old ghost have come back to haunt. Do you ever see something and think HUH? Probably not a good idea. That is how I see the old ghost. Sometimes he should just let the past die and be buried if he wants a future. But that is just one more thing I can't control right now. I wonder how the planets are aligned. Probably in the "Screw Huck" formation. My period has to be coming on soon because I just feel like crawling up in the fetal position and ignoring the world. Well, I should get going I have more drowning to do.