I'm trying to gather everything around me, but my hands are pierced with holes.
My god, I got into one college, and the other college (the first one I wanted to go to) says I need to turn in that Noncustodial Profile. Then the first wants me to send in some money to confirm that I want to go there, but I don't even know if the second will accept me or not. I don't know what to do. The other college asks for financial information from my father, a lot of information that I don't know, before they'll accept me. Yet he won't answer my mother's calls, he doesn't reply to my letters. I have no way of getting those things from him. I don't know what to do.
Anyway, here's a pic of my eyes. My face is wet, which is why I'm . . . glistening(?) I don't know. Perhaps that's only my imagination. I need to get some sleep. I don't like seeing that pink edge to the bottom of my eyes. It isn't good. Anyway, I need to go wallow in my own self pity and music.
PS. It's weird seeing myself without glasses in a picture.
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