troubled

I have a nice dream, I wake up with little to no memories of it. CAN'T I HAVE NICE THINGS TOO?

(since that thread will most likely not sprout back to life, thanks to a few people...) We've been friends for perhaps a year, maybe more. Unfortunately, you had the joy of knowing me. I'm sorry I'm probably not the best of friends, since I'm trying to 'blend' in, but I can't take it anymore...

Apparently, my friends were messing around and decided to use me as a punching bag...not saying I didn't fight back, but let's just say I'm having trouble breathing. Also, took the end of course exam/test today. I'm not really good at math, well not yet, and the stuff they were asking me to...