Okay, alright, I officially hate my Cymbalta, even though I can feel it working for me emotionally already. Kikyou-chand and I figured that in a 48 hour span of time, I slept approximately 25 hours. So now, according to my own calculations, in the last 72 hours, I've slept approximately 35 hours. Is that normal? I think not. But according to ( Read more... )

So Thursday's school-time hours were pretty decent. I rather do like doing my school events in bullet form. =D

• Destinos in Spanish
• Choir rehearsal
• Vocabulary test in AP English
• Chemistry test ((that I think I did pretty well on))
• Dumb worksheet in Web Mastering

Today was a reasonably awesome day. School was nothing spectacular.

• Annoyances during Spanish
• Singing during Choir
• We got our Junior Research Paper deadlines today during AP English
• Chemistry review for our test tomorrow
• Food and such during Lunch, obviously

So I was pretty upset last night, but it's merely because I felt as though I was given too much to handle at one time. Now that I've digested the information, I think that I'll be okay. Relatively, at least. Mental note to myself: apoligize to Leah at Chorale tonight for being a complete and total bitch today in Choir ( Read more... )

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I'm glad that whatever happened in my life happened, because for once in the past week and a half, I'm not suicidally depressed. I have no idea why, but I'm going to take this generally decent feeling and run with it.

Friday I went to school for 1st through 4th, then I left for my appointment with Rhonna. <3 But first, I stopped at McDonalds ( Read more... )

( So I might as well do it too... )

So I was going to post a real entry after that yoinking nonsense, but first I lost the Internet for approximately 36 hours.

And then I lost the will to live.

And they sway like empty clothes
In soulless avenues
And they wind on like the roads
Until the rains became their eyes...

( First a survey for you, the reader, yoined from Sarah/Kikyou-chan )

This was in Kikyou-chan's journal, and I was curious to see the responses I would get...

In one sentence, tell me how you feel about me, honestly.