smile
have not screwed up my life at all. if anything, i've made it better, somewhat.
today has been so up and down for me. 4 classes make me want to shoot myself. making people's days with valentines, gifts, flowers, and things make me indescribably happy. feeling tired and sick and coughing, not fun. getting a call telling me we might be filming bill clinton tonight put me on a high for hours. finally giving in to the valentine's day depression makes me, disgustingly, sorry for myself. freaking out all day about something that didn't matter just stressed me out unnecessarily. finding out that it made no difference calmed me down. spreading the love made me feel wonderful, like a silly little girl, and i love it. running into some of my friends going out to a cute valentine's dinner without inviting the rest of us hurt. having twister ask me who the flowers were from, and having erin tell him they're from my valentine, and then saying, in response to his question of who, her, and pointing at erin = absolutely hilarious. ;-)
knowing that i have to write this paper tonight is terrifying. i can't focus.
listening to soppy music. i'm entitled. ;-)
today has been so up and down for me. 4 classes make me want to shoot myself. making people's days with valentines, gifts, flowers, and things make me indescribably happy. feeling tired and sick and coughing, not fun. getting a call telling me we might be filming bill clinton tonight put me on a high for hours. finally giving in to the valentine's day depression makes me, disgustingly, sorry for myself. freaking out all day about something that didn't matter just stressed me out unnecessarily. finding out that it made no difference calmed me down. spreading the love made me feel wonderful, like a silly little girl, and i love it. running into some of my friends going out to a cute valentine's dinner without inviting the rest of us hurt. having twister ask me who the flowers were from, and having erin tell him they're from my valentine, and then saying, in response to his question of who, her, and pointing at erin = absolutely hilarious. ;-)
knowing that i have to write this paper tonight is terrifying. i can't focus.
listening to soppy music. i'm entitled. ;-)