hyperventilation!
ugggggggggghhhhhhhhh. I don't even want to do things. I want to go back to my room and be quiet and be by myself. Except I can't. I'm having mixed feelings about life and my reactions to it. And I have come to the conclusion that I have won the award for Most Idiotic Person Alive. Imagine that! Me ... winning awards! Holy crap!
But I did take pictures of myself dying in the tech talk office. Well, I took three but erased two so that makes 1!
Somebody please explain to me why I have to read shakespeare later. I don't even want to. Can't even make myself do it.
But I will make myself write this story and then breathe in and out and blow my problems away. Because I'm an idiot.
I don't even know why I cry when I get forcefully angry. Maybe it's because I know I can't hit people so I just cry about it. Story of my life. Crying about things.
But I did take pictures of myself dying in the tech talk office. Well, I took three but erased two so that makes 1!
Somebody please explain to me why I have to read shakespeare later. I don't even want to. Can't even make myself do it.
But I will make myself write this story and then breathe in and out and blow my problems away. Because I'm an idiot.
I don't even know why I cry when I get forcefully angry. Maybe it's because I know I can't hit people so I just cry about it. Story of my life. Crying about things.