3:15 p.m. -- 2003-01-14
Today I Feel :
So... my parents think I'm fucked up in the head again. Lovely. More counseling. It's weird. I can't talk to complete strangers about personal things. I don't know how anyone does. So I end up making shit up half the time. One guy said I was .. um well that I had multiple personalities or some crap. Riiight. Anyway, I get to go talk to some guy and he's gonna tell me how GOD will help me.. God's never helped me before.
Moving on.. I put up a notify list link over on the side there. If you join it, you get an e-mail every time I update. Of course I think I'm gonna just send out that e-mail once a day... Not every single time I update. Cause, as you all know by now, I update more than once a day sometimes, and a bunch of repeat e-mails might get pretty damn annoying. I know I would be annoyed.
I gotta go sign up for my night classes tonight. Joy. I don't want to take speech. I can't stand up in front of people and talk. I get all nervous, like I'm gonna faint or something. Fun. But yeah, I think I'ma take Western Civ. too. The teacher is spose to be tough and I'm more awake at nighttime.
I'm trying to stay out of the depression. I'm seriously starting to think I may be bipolar or something. For real. I'm all happy for awhile, then I get all depressed. Blah. Whatever it is, it needs to stop. I need some lithium or something.. Well, actually that's for the mania and I don't have much mania. I'm mostly depressed. So maybe I'm just suffering from depression. Whatever it is I WISH IT WOULD GO AWAY. That's all I have to say.
Hi Cam, Nessa, Abbey, Marky, whoever else reads this. I love you guys.
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