Well, today I cried....again. I swear, I never want to cry again...but it will happen. First off, my Mom was in surgery today. She's ok now, but it threw me off for awhile. Then I made some comments about one of my good friends to his brother that I didn't really mean...I was just venting. I get home, and some psycho bimbo isn't trying to get to know Tim, she wants to know if he is hot...and that made me mad. On the bus, the song 'Yeah' by Usher started playing. I hate that song, but it has memories for me...like just about everything else. I feel too uncomfortable in my own skin. I feel like nothing has a purpose right now. On top of all that, one of my friends who works at the same place I do, is mad because I am starting at a higher pay than she is. It's enough to make me sick...or make me want to cry. Seriously, I just want to curl up somewhere and let the world pass me by...or sink slowly into my own imaginary world, where the pain I inflict is my own....