We played volleyball in gym today. It was really horrible until I started playing well. I scored like 10 points for the team. Woo hoo! I hate Wednesdays. They are full of the promise of weekend but sickeningly like Monday. Blah. This evening I will attempt to write five more pages on a short story I started last week. I hate writing. It's like I pull everything out of myself and put it on this screen to examine and I come up short every time. I realized yesterday that I am not depressed. I'm simply bi-polar and having a low point. I will get over it and be my normal sarcastic, but cheery, self. I'm sure. I will be published, no matter what. I will be published. Once more with feeling, I will be published. Take that, Low Self Esteem!