My last public entry ( Read more... )

I'm considering making my journal friends only for now on because of the high amount of stalking that has been going on lately. So, if you read this regularly, don't have a liverjournal, and would like to continue reading this, you had probably better make a journal really soon. I'll probably make my next entry my last public entry. And then ( Read more... )

Grumble. Joe has his three hour lesson today, starting at 1. Poo. Can't see him until after four.

However, that means I'm probably going to hang out with Dammy D'moot until four!! Huzzah!! Heh, Dammy D'moot. XD The French Sammy.

MY ALARM ONLY HAD TO GO OFF FOR FIFTEEN MINUTES!!! Cue the holy hand grenade music!!

Heh.

Random bits of cheerfulness. Weird.

Good.

Harry Potter. Love.

God damnit, I wish I could just fucking cry and get it over with. Maybe then I'd feel a little better. But I like won't let myself. I have like a fucking mental block against it. God damn my fucking brain that doesn't make any sense. Damnit.

Today. Wasted lots of time before going to Joe's. Spent like... 45 minutes or so there, then went to fencing. I didn't suck too badly today. Well, my lungs were like revolting, which was weird. During foot work, I like started coughing. Good thing I've learned to control that because of acting or I would have like fallen on the floor and died ( Read more... )

Ok, things are getting way out of hand now. I set my alarm for fucking 8 and I just woke up. That is NOT good.

I just can't fucking shake this crappy feeling! Get ahold of yourself, Scotty! >.<;; Focus on the p-o-s-i-t-i-v-e.

Shit. I can't get certain really unpleasant memories out of my mind. I keep fucking gagging and shit. This is really not fun. At all. And it really makes me feel emotionally shitty.