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May 26, 2006 22:44

I dreamed that I fainted and the lady was asking me if I needed to see a plastic surgeon.

Today the kids at school made fun of the way I talk again. When I say that, it must make me seem like a third grader. Anyway, they made fun of me, so I went outside and cried and it was raining. I walked back in halfway through pottery all wet but the teacher didn't ask too many questions. I went home and slept and then I cried some more because I'm a loser and everything I do is coming out wrong and I'm a terrible waste of space and my mom was yelling at me but I wasn't listening. More bad stuff happened but who cares. My stomach hurts so much. I wish there was someone I could talk to right now. This happens at the worst times.
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