Vomit. Ok, I don't understand why people feel the need to always talk about things that make me wanna die. They always wonder why I'm pissed off. I wonder why? Let's think about it for 2.5 seconds, although I'm sure that's way too much time to waste on me. Went with Christine for dinner last night. it started out a little shaky for obvious reasons, but then it was a fun time. Well, except that little incident, but let's not talk about that. I think I have clinical depression. I found this article on it: Although depressed people may seem lethargic, samples of their blood show a raised level of stress hormones such as cortisol and noradrenaline. This causes (and is caused by) over-arousal and agitation leading eventually to exhaustion and chronic fatigue. In addition, appetite changes often acompanying depression. Sufferers may eat much less than normal or much more. Likewise we may sleep less or more, both of which could lead to other physical symptoms such as headaches or dizziness. I hope I'm overreacting, but I'm not sure. My mom and sister both have it, so why don't I just join the crowd? Well, in other news: two of my best friends are dating people I absolutely despise. Keep in mind that I did, in fact, despise before they started dating. It makes me wanna puke inside my mouth just a little, or maybe a lot. I guess I'll talk about it later cause I'm really not in the mood to right now. Save Me.