Haha today has been weird. Earlier this morning I was fine. Like I woke up and didn't mind the thought of going to school. I was a little late, but that was just because the dog got into the trash last night and there was trash all. over. the. kitchen. But yeah I was in an ok mood so...whatever... I got to class and Worley told me that, if I show up on time every day for the rest of the semester and don't miss any more days, I could pass his class. Thank god. So that was one less thing to worry about... Then I went to Econ and we had a vocab test that I had no idea about and I hadn't done the vocab because...I didn't know we needed to...because I was absent so much from that class last week. But I winged it and I don't think I did too bad. Mind you I was still in a good mood. Then while I was walking over to Gapper's class for some reason my mood changed drastically and I got really depressed. Like out of nowhere. I don't know why. Oh well. So I managed to get through that class. Then we went up to where everyone hangs out (or used to? like nobody is there anymore. losers.) and talked to Theron a little because we didn't feel like staying in Gapper's class for brunch. At brunch I was fine. I went back to being in a good mood. It was weird. Then the bell rang and it seemed like right when we all split up to go to class my mood changed back to being psycho-depressed. Like worse than before. Although that time I know why it happened, and I really don't want to think about it... And I felt this way all through Psychology and Aerobics. I'm sure it was pretty obvious, but I just felt...horrible. It seems like I've been feeling this way a lot lately. Too much pressure probably...oh well at least we have break. I've made up my mind that I'm going to go on a drinking binge starting Saturday night and ending on Easter Sunday. Night. I think I need it...I don't want to think about how my life is right now. Empty. And pretty much...pointless. I don't think I'll be going to prom, either. For the same reason that was bothering me earlier. I just.....can't. It would be too hard to explain... Ugh. But anyway. After we dropped Jordan off after school my dad was like Ok what the hell is wrong with you...? What happened? And I just started crying. It was like....bad. So yeah that sucked. So he took me to get Indian food even though I wasn't particularly...hungry...which actually got me back into a good mood. And I still kinda am. Annnnd now I have to go to work.