Complainers never prosper

It's hot.
I bought the wrong Physics book.
I don't understand my Physics homework.
I'm giving up at 3 points out of 20.
I wish I could go back in time and take away the good things just because I always fuck em up.
My dad never gave me my Emperador liquor.
I'm nervous.
I'm sad.
I'm on a mission to be happy with what I have.
But I don't think I can do it.
No one ever tells me anything, I didn't know my aunt was going to the Philippines today.
Dude, I hope Bryan doesn't hate us.
---because 1. that's our brothercousin. 2. if we fought with any of our cousins, it'd kill me.
I'm not ready for Vegas. =/
School is already making me freak out.
Kappa is piling up.
I never work anymore.

I've been up since 6 for no reason.

I hate this shit. Please make me a better person. Please I hope I can do it myself. Please I hope I find my determination, but all I find is dread. Please please please.

Please don't let me fuck myself up and bring people down with me. I'm no good.