Kill Me Now

I am so bored, and tired. I don't think I can take being couped up in this librayr alone much longer. I think I'm going to cry. I can handel being in here durring the week when I have work to do, but when the week is over, I just want a break. I can't believe I did this to myself. And nobody wants to come see me, not even my mother. I am crying. I want to quit but I know I can't. I won't do this to myself next year though.