I'm so sick of my life. I'm just so sick of all of the drama. 1 Last night I found all of the notes and poems I kept back from when I was really addicted to cutting, and I read it and I just felt like crying. The thing that made me hurt the worst though, was reading something that I wrote- "I can't wait until next winter." It's like that was all I lived for. 2 ************: i talked to alli last night ************: today's our two month anniversary ************: it feels like its only been a week You fucking insensitive bastard argh. *kicks pole in frustration* 3 For the past week, I've been going to bed at 3 or 4 in the morning, and then waking up at 6 or 7 AM. Then, I come home at 4 in the afternoon and sleep out of exhaustion until 8 PM. Throw in getting high in my bathroom after midnight and before school for the past few days, and this is what's commonly known as Catherine's-Crash-And-Burn Syndrome. Argh. Exhausted. Haven't been doing any of my homework, and haven't turned in ANY french homework all semester. Holy shit.