Well, here we go again. Around 10Pm PST I have to get out of Alex's house. I will be staying in a motel again. I don't know how long, but hopefully less than a week. Me and Michelle really have to get on the ball and get a place. This shit is emptying the bank account. Thank God I have atleast some savings, because otherwise, I'd be shit out of luck. I just shake my head thinking, what if I was completly broke, what would I do? Still, what we have won't last much longer at this rate. Anyways, I guess getting down about it ain't the answer. Well, if u pray, pray for me. If not, just wish me the best or something. I dunno.

In other bad news, there is absolutely no chance of me going to UC Davis. I got offically turned down by the transfer counselor and my professor, who refused to even look over my final. Ofcourse, there is still a very outside shot of going to UCLA, but I have to ace everything. My grades are doing good in all but one class. Its amazing that its doing halfway decent considering the shit I go through. I guess because I have an excellent front and don't focus on it in class *or during chat*. Though I'm still going through headaches that last a long time. I'm starting to worry a little more about my health. I've done fine so far without pills or keeping up with docs, but I may regret it. Who knows, I'll see.

The only good news is that I ripped it up in chemistry thanks to Michelle. I got a 20/20 on this quiz. Overall, I'm at 97%. Most of the class is failing miserably. Well, I gtg and own up to my piece of shit life. Later