AHHH FREAK OUT.

This week was a complete catastrophe. I missed most of my classes, which is not okay at all, and I got into a car accident. Oh and nobody has double confirmed if they're going to be here tonight for my video. I swear all I want to do is curl up in bed, pull the covers over my head and dream about being somewhere different. Why can't people just call back and say, "yes" or "no." What is so freaking difficult about that? I hate flakes. I am a flake. Sometimes I hate myself. But I feel like after this week being such a blunder that everything is resting on tonight, this video, my future, my everything. I know, that's probably a little bit too much pressure to put on something like this, especially something that is already showing signs of incompleteness as we speak. I told myself that despite whatever happens I am going to make it work. My friend Chase said some of the best art is made under restrictions. Maybe I need to just get my head out of this quicksand that is sucking me down and start praying for a miracle or maybe creating a miracle. All I know is that after such a shitty week this night will be very telling of how much I have progressed. You always want things to work out just so, and sometimes they do and most of the time they don't and you end up having to find another route to get to your goal.