Fuck this.
I'm so pissed that I said I'd still work at Staples after I got to school. I went to a party at Brandeis last night so I could see people that I hadn't seen in while and ended up only seeing some of them. And then we went into a bigger party which sucked because I can't handle that many people, maybe I could have if I was drunk but I had my car there. I should have been with my friends in Stoughton last night and at Brandeis the night before instead of vice-versa. I can't handle lots of people and I can't follow converstation because I hear words in clips and phrases. Once I haven't been talking or moving for a while I can't start to talk much or dance or anything because I feel like I'm in a physical shell that I can't break out of and even though I know this is probably not true, I have a gut paranoid feeling that people would be like, "wtf is he doing?" if I just broke out of it, preventing me from doing so.