So I've decided that climbing up stairs is extremely annoying and inconvenient for me, particularly when I wish to access the kitchen whilst I am in my room.

I'm going to build a slide.

It's been decided.

-grass

My mom just told Jelly to say "hi" to the guy who is here to change our window blinds. Yes, the world we live in is crazy.

On the other hand, I'm starting to watch The Big Bang Theory. I watched the first episode a while ago and thought it was mediocre, but I've watched some snippets on TV recently and it was hilarious!

If that doesn't work out, then I'm just going to watch an episode of Dr. Who. 

Life is hard, huh.

That was sarcastic, for your information.

-grass

life

I've decided to seriously start writing on this blog. Not just my ridiculous "thought" posts, although I think those are kind of cute ;).

I've just had a few things on my mind lately that I think would be better for me to say out loud, anonymously of course. 

I recently read an article about people who are "energy drainers." They are appropriately named, as they basically suck the energy out of your very soul. Just kidding. Not that extreme. 

But I can definitely identify a few "energy drainers" in my life. The thing is, as much as I wish I could avoid them, I can't. Some of them are my best friends. And we all get caught up in Asian High School Drama, which I shall abbreviate to AHSD. We don't care as much about boys as we do about grades, college, GPA, and whatnot.

But as any person with common sense can see, the prestige of the college doesn't matter. It's about how well I, as a student, can fit in with the environment. So as much as I try to remind myself that in the end, it's all about how happy I am, how well I fit in, I sometimes still get sucked into the constant chatter about Harvard or Princeton or Yale. And as hard as I try to stay unaffected, I can feel myself slowly conforming to that popular belief. 

I can see myself in the future, cramped in a lab all day, coming home to a too small apartment at night. 

I refuse to follow this fate.

Maybe I'll take a year off between college and grad school to travel, to teach yoga (if my teacher licensing goes well), to live. Maybe I'll write a book. Maybe I'll fulfill my dream of volunteering and making a difference.

The important thing is that I don't get sucked into this fierce academic world obsessed with grades and prestige. The important thing is that I stay true to myself and live out my life as fully as possible, knowing that everything I do, I do for Him.

I refuse to be sucked in.

-grass

Day 2 // Thoughts

• wish garlic were here
• hope she is not at home watching dramas and living vicariously through the lives of plastic people
• plastic, but good-looking
• harhar
• this test is taking forever
• math is so hard
• brain hurts!!!
• hey math teacher is not dressed so shabbily today
• cr zoned out
• omg so hot
• do they not have ac or something
• because i am about to die
• from stuffiness
• sweating!!!
• this is gross
• stupid natural deodorant!!
• AHH writing teacher
• love him
• he is a pastor
• omg
• he is so cool
• omg
• theology at harvard
• omg
• omg
• omg
• omg
• omg
• omg
• YES FINALLY
• FREEDOM

Day 1 //Thoughts

• boring
• so so boring
• why do they make their own tests that are so much harder??
• this is so dumb
• why am i here
• no grass, you must keep a positive outlook because you're stuck here whether you like it or not!
• class is super silent
• super awk
• wow this test is hard
• wow math is hard
• my brain really hurts
• need air
• so hot
• can't take jacket off // will feel self conscious
• need to lose weight
• too fat
• i can feel my belly
• beer belly
• harhar
• 5 minutes left
• omg so long
• when is this going to end
• LUNCH 
• omg math teacher
• so dumb
• h8!!
• cr teacher
• um dumb!!
• writing teacher
• so cool!!
• jk kinda scary
• cool tho
• omg is that her!!!!??!?!??!?!?!!?!?1/?
• yes it is
• wow weird
• merp
• ugh hungry
• FREEDOM

Grassngarlic

the what if's

I know that it's stupid to feel this way. I am my own person. I am not her, or her, or him. I'm in control of my own life. I should be so envious of other people or so disappointed in myself because I have brought everything upon myself.
So why is it so hard to simply forget?
Feelings like this are never welcome. We talk about Pandora's box and about greed, selfishness, pettiness, jealousy. All those feelings are consuming me and eating me alive.
The worst thing that I think about is what could have been. The what if's are always a dangerous subject to ponder upon.

I just want to be able to get past this and grow as a person. Grow as a plant.
-grass

Steps to an efficient workday (as a reminder)

1. make a list

2. once you know that you are going to deal with something that you don't want to do

3. control yourself

4. do not go check your email every 5 seconds

5. if you find yourself doing that, slap yourself

6. hard

7. do not read the news because you have stuff to do

8. do not start stalking people

9. you are creepy 

10. now you are a homeless creeper who never finished her hw 

11. i bet you have regrets

-grass

i don't know

I don't know what I want to be when I "grow up."
My mom was talking about how I have to pick a major soon. But I don't have anything in mind.
I don't want to be in a cubicle all day.
I want to talk to people.
I want to love my job.
I want to be outside often.
I don't want my glasses to grow thicker because of my job.
But then I want to have enough money to live and give comfortably.
I want to be with other people.
I want to do something that requires passion.
I want to do something that will definitely help people.
And I want to do something that will let me travel the world once in a while.
I want to combat sex trafficking.
I want to document things.
But then I want to create great things like great filmmakers.
I want to be on the streets of Aleppo taking photos, but I'm afraid of death. What if I die at 24 when I'm taking photos in a war zone? I don't actually want to die. But I don't want to live safely either.
I don't know!!!!
garlic

i think my non-existent support group has successfully helped me overcome my addiction to social networking

i can sign off facebook in less than 5 minutes now
deleted my tumblr

go me

-grass

connecticut feelings rolling thru

the facebook statuses, the twitter tweets, the instagram hashtags
the news articles, the interviews, the anchormen and women talking through a screen
the fear, the anger, the injustice
the tears, the small hands, the bodies

the blood

the lives, the lives saved, the lives taken
the screams, the shouts, the unheard
the last seconds, the slow breathing, the closing of eyes
the parents, the grandparents, the kids
the teachers, the students, the principals
age 5, age 5, age 6
age 5, age 6, age 5
barely enough to know what life is
barely old enough to read
barely old enough to breathe
barely old enough to run
barely old enough to fall in love
barely old enough to know what is evil
barely old enough
innocent, small, innocent
innocent, small, innocent
what were they thinking in the last seconds when he pointed a gun to their body
what were they feeling when they saw the gun
do they even know what a gun is?
do they even know the capacity of it's power and destruction?
did they know that they died?
did they know what death is
pink hat, blue scarf, jeans
rainboots, red shirt, fluffy jacket
blue eyes, brown eyes, black eyes
unsure of what is happening
classmates falling to the ground and never getting back up
classmates falling to the ground
classmates falling on the bright red ground

teachers
don't touch my kids
teachers
falling on the ground
principals
don't touch my school
falling on the ground
students
don't touch me
falling to the ground
shooter

falling to the ground


there are no words for the 40 who have no one to hold in their arms anymore
 to say goodnight and goodmorning to
 to say hello and goodbye to
to pack pb&j's and m&m cookies for
to see grow up, grow big, and head out the door
to hold a hand with
to take a walk in the park with
to eat ice cream with
to embrace in their arms
to be a parents to
to feel
to love

just
to love.
.
nothing else matters if they cannot love.

the aching of a nation
of our president, of connecticut
stumbling words, silent speeches
words would never be able to describe this anyway

the pictures
the news
the stories the stories
the voices the voices of the children of their parents

we cannot forget
we cannot forget next week
we must not forget
we must not
we must not

Life goes on?

sometimes it's so hard to believe charlie fink 

i don't know why i'm crying so hard
actually, i do know
after going on facebook and seeing garlic's status i just broke down once more
it sums everything up perfectly

they are so young
they are so young

they're in a better place now and i pray for them, their families, and everyone affected by that

but not just them

my heart also goes out towards the other troubled people out there who have started this frenzy of mass shooting incidents

there are other ways

or just take my one life but please
don't do a mass shooting
ever again

-weeping grass

hard to believe it's almost christmas
another year come and gone
next year at this time, we'll be the ones receiving college admission results
we'll be the ones laughing / crying
can you believe it?

i deleted my tumblr today
i feel as if doing that was a necessary step towards self growth

i feel happy

back to chem

-grass

dang it why am i always invisible
it's not like i even try

all.the.time.
friends
church
chinese school

it shouldn't matter but it still hurts
why

idk just want to go to college and get some real friends ya know

like friends who don't care about grades 24/7

who don't stress about everything and anything

who don't always compare themselves to me like seroiusly can you stop we are different people with different interests

this isn't about you garlic u da best

like u r an ideal friend

i could use you in the ideal gas law

harhar

but seirously sometimes thsi life is just so 

i mean i am so grateful i have this wonderful and blessed life

but it does come with these horrible side effects

hey sorry

hey sorry for being a poophead and not talking to you
now i think about the "i'm tired" thing is an excuse
truth is i feel really poopy inside and if i tell you i'm afraid i'll sound like an a-hole
and i don't want to talk during advisory and just turn it into gossip
i just
i just want to talk

sleep

it's such a crazy thing how we need sleep for the human body to function
i mean
isn't it amazing how we were created to need a certain amount of rest in order to function well?

I love sleep
i don't have to think
i don't have to do anything
the security of my fluffy blankets
warmth overflowing from my body
i think i could sleep for 100 years
then maybe I would wake up and see how messed up the world has become

i guess even if we think it's never going to happen
even if the chances are next to none
it's still important to try

there is the cliched, but ultimately true (as all cliches basically are), phrase saying that you will never know if you don't try

i can't stand not knowing

but would i be able to stand failure

life isn't fair
but why can't it be unfair in my favor

what have i done that was so drastically wrong that everything is against me?

i pray i do my work i laugh i love 

but nothing is enough

-grass
it's raining, and i'm growing

hey grass
idk if it's just me
but I really miss last year's journalism class
i'm scrolling through the old group and it's just so naice and relaxed and chill and "can I have an extra article" type instead of reminders and ideas and random likes and crap and it's all nice crap but not as nice as last year
and i just really miss last year's staff
like
a lot
crey

when 5 strikes

I know I won't get it,
and yet I am pursuing it.
I know the things I do are pointless,
and yet I still do them.
I know the things I say that no one will listen,
and yet I still say them.
I know the things I write are crappy,
and yet I still write them.
I know improvement does not matter,
and yet I would still like to improve.
I know that motivation is limited,
and yet I would like to see them motivated.
I know they don't get me,
and yet I wish they could.
I know I don't talk a lot there,
and yet I wish I could talk with them about everything.
I know it's going to hurt at the end,
and yet I am bringing myself there.
I know it will be embarrassing,
and yet I will still do it.
I know I will freeze in the middle of my presentation,
and yet I will still finish.
I know no one cares,
and yet I still wish they did.
I know when the names are announces I will want to run to the other end of the world,
and yet I will still listen.
I know when she gets it and I don't, I will hug her,
and yet I will feel second.
I know when reality strikes I will cry,
and yet I will still let reality hit me.
I know I need to readjust my motives,
and yet this does not leave my mind.
I know failure awaits we at the end,
and yet I still strive for this.
I know it I know it I know it so well.
I know it I know it inside and out.
I know it because it's played in my mind 529483570 times.
I know it because that's how society works.
I know it I know it I know it so well.
AndyetIknowthereissuchathingcalledhopeandthatiswhatIamholdingonto.

i pretend to go take a dump just to get away from my psychopathic mother
and i really really wanted a new phone today
but of course the deal was only for yesterday
so therefore it was not free today
so therefore i did not get it
and i don't even know why i'm like sad
i have a perfectly wonderful phone
but i guess i was just really looking forward to it
i sound so pathetic
but this was literally one of the happiest moments of my break
and i guess
i just built it up
in my head
that i would have something to actually do
to actually think about

i sleep to escape reality
i sleep so much

hey grass,
hey. i hope you're okay. i know you've been online today and stuff. but then not really. hope your sat score is what you want it to be?
does this make sense
not really
w/e
garlic

deep doughts

Growing older causes me to grow afraid of the world's opinion. A fear crushing my beliefs, a penchant for acceptance, a distant feel toward the explicit. A fear of losing the love of those around you, a fear of losing the hellos and goodbyes, a fear of losing your grip on the rock, where the prize stands alone at the top. Over and over this happens, but I must always remind myself that my identity does not reside in the world or any of its entities, but that my identity resides in Christ  -garlic

Conflicts, conflicts

A world
A country
A state
A city
A population
A neighborhood
A street
A house
A family
A person
A heart

-garlic

what's up my homies
my brothas from anotha motha

that's right

we're all sisters here
or brothas

no discrimination
cause hate is bad and it's a sin
the bible told me so

so why we be hating on them gays? let them love who they want and marry if they want to
why can't we all just love each other?

and no, i totally did not change my almost homophobia to accepting gay rights because of modern family
no, cam and mitchell didn't influence me at all

-grass

Today Elijah Lovejoy has become one of my role models. I read about him my my apush textbook, and there was probably like 2 sentences about him, but there were a couple traits in him that really stood out to me. 

1.) He didn't go Grazy. (Garrison Crazy -- denouncing the Constitution and free soil). 

2.) He was determined. He bought printing presses 4 times after they were all destroyed.

3.) He was a journalist. He was passion and on fiah~ as an abolitionist. 

4.) He did not die in vain. He died for what he cared for. 

Failed another Lee test...I'm just so sick of this

break

Cannot wait for break
Canot wait for break
2 more days befoe
freedom
2 more days of this lovely smelly piece of excrement

who's your ella?

my ella fitzgerald
the xx
they sang the song that captured my heart
the people who can sing something so real, so fresh that you just can't help but gasp
and weep with happiness as you find your ella

your ella fitzgerald
the artist you changes your life

who's your ella?

-grass

life

I don't really want to grow up. Honestly. garlic

you call yourself a christian
but i feel like you're the worst person alive
maybe it's wrong for me to say this
but just like huck finn thinks
if you're going to heaven i'm not sure i want to be there
i seriously hate you so much
you are freaking psycho
i think you have a mental disorder
this is so mean but so true
you have ocd
in the worst way possible
if something doesn't go the way you planned
you become psychotic
you freaking control freak
you only love me when i'm perfect
and i don't know why but
i can't help but love you
this is the most twisted relationship ever
i pray every day but nothing happens
i hate you so much
seriously
nothing i say ever matters
you say you aren't a typical asian mom
and you aren't
because i've always pushed myself
but isn't it ok if i just have fun sometimes
isn't it ok for me to have friends
i have to live vicariously through the internet
you're the one who has made me who i am
and for better or for worse
you are my mother

-grass

Just around the corner

My hands turned to ice while sitting in a shaded area outside by the library. The air was bitter, and I constantly rubbed my hands together to generate heat. I tapped my toes, so they too would not feel numb.

An hour later, I got up and walked to the parking lot. I turned a corner, and the sun was just waiting there for me. I reached my hands out to grab the heat, and ended up covering my face from its radiant blast. Immediately warmth tingled through my body.

Reminds me that at every down point, there is a sun nearby. And maybe I just need to turn the corner. 

annoyed 

so NANOYNG!ED1111

-GRASS

I'm weird

when I find mistakes made by the editors who corrected my stories i'm just like HAH SUCK IT #notugrass

High School Relationships...reassuring myself again

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be in a relationship in high school. After watching this video called "Last something" by Wongfu, they talked about high school relationships and how there is something just so innocent and young about high school love. At first, after watching that segment, I wondered to myself if there is something I am missing out on in my four years here. Perhaps there is something. But honestly, now that I think about it, it's probably not an area I want to touch. Why? I want to marry my husband knowing he's my first...in everything: holding hands, kissing (that word is seriously so weird to type. k i s s i n g), dates, traveling, spooning, yes...I actually do think about this stuff grass
And who knows, maybe the first person I date will not be my husband. But in Wongfu's video...idk I just think it's so weird to say, "I had five before you." Like. If my husband told me that...I'd be like okay honey thanks so much f*** u!! yeah actually i seriously think i would say that even though God says not to cuss. hah. Like...in Wongfu's video it's like the guy was fishing around. IF I DATE SOMEONE THAT'S THE PERSON I PLAN TO MARRY!!
so yeah. that's it for now.
ok back to reality

here goes nothing

crossing my fingers and praying to God


ps thanks garlic for the locker decor

appreciate

-grass

i AM SO FREAKING SORRY I'M NOT PERFECT OK JUST 
THE WORLD IS AGAINST ME
MY PATHETIC SELF

let me crawl into a hole
a hole filled with The New Yorker issues, Tazo tea, and books
a hole where i can magically grow 10 inches
a hole where i can be myself
a hole without the trivial and idiotic aspects of my life
a hole without meanies and stupidos

just let me live my life
happily and
vicariously
if that's what i want

which is sad because these days
i feel like i live most of my life
at night,
when i dream

it's when i actually live

-grass

Sad

I feel sad.

mmm

help me to cling to the truth and not my feelings

I need your spark to quicken a heart that's quick to withering

- jin

Rain

I love rain. I think I want to live in Seattle.

I love rain. It makes me feel sad. It makes me feel calm. It makes me feel simple. It makes me get life into balance again. It makes me want to to cry. It makes me laugh. It makes me think of funerals - I think on my grandfather's funeral day, it was raining.

I remember standing in the rain. Rain is fun to stand in. But tasting the rain; it's actually quite bitter. I felt like I was drunk on rain -- not woozy, but out of it. I liked that feeling.

Rain is such a beautiful thing. It come and cleanses us. It comes and washes our bad feelings. God is like the rain. Rain is like God.

Rain is such a beautiful word. It's not part of any strenuous vocabulary list. It's probably one of the first 5000 words a child will learn.

But the word rain is like one person clapping his or her hand. Rain echos. Rain makes an impact. It's a steady beat. It's the music of nature.

I love rain.

excuse my late night incoherence but

I absolutely abhor sounding cliche.

But I think that I've just had one of the biggest revelations of my life. So perhaps, just this once, you will allow me to share my utterly cliched story.

I don't know why I care so much about these trivial aspects of life: grades, tests, materialistic gratifications, etc. The list is unerring and endless, which is quite sad.

I only have 2 years left in high school. Actually, not even 2. These are the last years that I will spend with my loving parents, who have cared for me with so much love for 16 years. And I'm thanking them by stressing myself out and isolating myself?

I don't understand the world sometimes. We live in such defined macrocosms, all striving towards one goal that might not even be right for us. I've never even been to Brown University, yet I'm convinced that it's the right place for me, that I will be happy to refer to is as a home for four years of my life. For perhaps the four most fruitful years of my life. 

There are things we hold with the utmost regard-the recent chemistry test, SAT scores, tournament results.

But if we were to really think, to actually use our brains for something other than mindless studying and memorization, perhaps we would be able to understand that there is more. 

There is more to life than this. 

And it's up to us to find it. 

-grass

Halloween Costume

 Used Lightsaber            $3.00
 Anakin Skywalker Shirt $1.00
 Oversized Hiking Boots $100.00
Black Pants                    $10.00

Getting the wrong colored lightsaber = priceless

life lately

according to my iphone pictures

-grass

New York

Can't wait until the day I get to see you again...


-grass

中文

糟糕 = 蛋糕

Adrenaline

Adrenaline runs around my chest like a sick child
It hurts, it feels like it's bleeding
I swear it's grabbing my heart my now
I can barely take a breath without gasping for air
The air in the room seems to be swirling
Stacks of books and groups of people are nothing right now -- just an undefined blob of colorless parts
I feel like a warrior getting ready to face Death, charging onto a battlefield with nothing before him
I feel like a mouse attempting to grasp that delicious Asagio Rosemary Olive Oil cheese from the mouse trap
I feel like a phone that's been snapped
My face is a bright red, heated and nervous and boiling
My hands are ice, like a dead man's hands on a cold winter day
I am so scared.
I am so scared.
The silence of the room is agitating. The only sound left is the click and clacking of my fingers, bringing more attention to myself then I would like.
Three minutes until I step up to the plate.
Three minutes.
Sometimes I wonder how people do not have heart attacks before public speeches.
Perhaps the ones we see on a television screen are the ones who survive these attacks.
My heart is a nervous container when PV is not equal to nRT and something is about to collapse.
Nervous galore.

I hope every thing will come out ok.
I like to pretend I sing on The Voice.
Which will never happen because I suck at singing, but a girl can dream. 

Here, I have a random collection of photos. Enjoy.

-grass

overwhelmed

overwhelmed
ovER WHELMED

pointless poem

pointless pointless pointless poo

poo is a pointless pointless pointless pile

pointless pointless pointless poo

school is a pointless pointless pointless pile

-garlic

(SAT)urdays

oh, how collegeboard must have laughed when they came up with the infamous "SAT" acronym. 
oh, how i hate you collegeboard. you have a monopoly on college entrance exams and you call yourself non-profit. non-profit my butt!!!!
taking the november sats, and my pre test trauma has officially settled in. i hope it gets nice and cozy because it will stay with me for two weeks.   i think i'm going to live a very chaste and celibate lifestyle for the next two weeks. i will attempt to jam as many vocabulary words as my brain will allow. please god, let me pass my first time. please. 
i should have worked harder.
i should have studied smarter.
but i didn't.
and now i will have a dingy, horrible score to taunt me and prove my worthlessness.
i hate this.


-grass

Oh, this weather

I guess this can kind of be a continuation of grass's blurb about this winter season. 
I definitely feel the effects of autuminter (autum + winter too). I just want to curl up in bed and sleep all day. My motivation relies in hot soups and chocolates. 
I feel as lazy as a sloth...even writing this post takes energy...

'Tis the season

the holidays are almost here. and of course, that means that we're all going to be loosening those belts soon. yesterday, i went to costco and to my utter surprise, i found these lovely caramel apples on display! these aren't very cheap-about $9-but i just had to bring one of these babies home. and boy, am i sorry. 

this is a dark chocolate + toffee flavored apple. i forgot how much i really hate genuine caramel. and toffee, since when did you become so darn sweet?

looks can be deceiving. this definitely does not taste as good as it looks. and this is one thing i can cross off from my danger list because i ain't gonna eat this no more.

-grass

Finding my font

Does this feel like me?
Or this
No. 
Plus Grass is already this.
Okay. I hope I find mine soon. 
how about me
This is not me either
I honestly like you but 
sometimes Times just seems so much more reliable 
I don't think I'd be able to stick with you for the rest of my life
okay 
times it is
-garlic

grass' green smoothie

i just thought that i would share my extremely delectable smoothie for y'all. in case you didn't know, i drink a green smoothie every day, hence my name of "grass." obviously, this implies that "garlic" does indeed eat garlic every day. i heard she eats them raw, but don't tell her i said that. 

anyway, this smoothie was absolutely stunning and just adorable, so i had to take a picture of it, and then of course i had to instagram it. note how instagram is both a noun and verb. huzzah! 

those are chia seeds on top, in case you were wondering. they supposedly have magical effects that i have yet to experience :(

-grass
ps now you can distinguish between garlic and my posts since i use this font and no upper case letters ;)

November's arrival

I wish I was determined. 

I wish I had that drive that only a couple people I know have.

I wish that when I set my mind to something,I will accomplish it. 

I wish for "impossible" to not exist in my vocabulary.

November's resolution. 

Your Love never fails
It never gives up
It never runs out on me

I can't wait to move to New York where I can be and do anything I want.
-grass

There is an ache in a different part of my foot with every step that I take.
I cannot help but reminisce about the unreal sensations that I have experienced.
I cannot help but be thankful that my parents spent their whole weekend with me.
I cannot help but appreciate my life.
I cannot help but love this pain.
I cannot help but look forward to the end of my 4 day recovery week and start training for my 10K in November.

-grass

Saturdays

When all eyes are staring at you, it's quite intimidating. The seconds grow longer and time becomes a void itself. I feel a stubborn fear lodged inside of my throat, allowing me to only produce inarticulate murmurs. I dare not lift my eyes from the papers in front of me. When the teacher calls my name, the room seems to hold its breath, sighing in silence when my impotence is once again shown. The judgement seeps from the steel-plated hearts of my classmates, and I swear I can feel it crawling over me, gnawing on the outside, trying to get skin-deep. I want to run. I want to get out of here. I want to run and never come back. I want to run and never come back and let them all watch me fly away. But even so, the little voice of perseverance leads me back to this pandemonium every week. 
-Garlic

STRESS

THIS POST WILL BE IN CAPS TO HONOR THE INUNDATION OF STRESS IN MY LIFE RIGHT NOW.
I DON'T EVEN WANT TO TYPE ALL THE REASONS FOR MY STRESS SINCE IT'LL WASTE TOO MUCH TIME.
1) SATS 
2) I BOMBED MY ESSAY THE FIRST ESSAY I'VE EVER GOTTEN SUCH A HORRIBLE GRADE ON WELL I GUESS IN ALL HONESTY IT WAS SUPER HORRIBLE BECAUSE I WAS SO CONFUSED AND ALL IN GOOD REASON BECAUSE I DID NOT RESPOND TO THE PROMPT BECAUSE I DID NOT SEE THE KEY QUESTION HA HA HA HA HA AHA BUT STILL SO WORRIED AND JUST WHY
3) SATS I NEED TO REACH MY GOAL OR ELSE I'LL BE STUCK IN HELL DURING CHRISTMAS
HOW IRONIC HA HA HA HA
4) SATS
5) GRADES I NEED STRAIGHT A'S OR I'LL KILL MYSELF
6) COLLEGE IT JUST HIT ME I'M LEAVING SOON I DON'T WANT TO GROW UP
7) I THINK I'M PMSING BUT THAT CAN'T BE RIGHT BECAUSE I FELT LIKE THIS TWO WEEKS AGO BUT I DIDN'T GET MY PERIOD SO UGH STILL IRREGULAR SO PISSED OFF
8) SPIRIT WEEK I DON'T EVEN CARE OK SERIOUSLY 
9) I JUST EAT MORE AND MORE WHEN I'M STRESSED AND I'LL JUST BECOME OBESE 
10) I DON'T WANT TO BECOME OBESE OK JUST STOP

-GRASS