Day 11

More than half done.

Black fingertip sliding over the calendar counts the days until

It'll be over soon.

And on the other hand, it'll be over soon.

::sigh:: "You're throwing away happiness with both hands, and reaching out for something that will never make you happy."

And then there's the hand that says I don't know what I'm doing. And the other hand that knows I know completely what I'm doing. It's wicked. But I can't say I don't like it. I understand why tyrants hold onto power with an iron fist. It's a solid feeling in your guts and a tingle up your spine.
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I hate males.

Today started out awful and improved slightly as the hours passed. It began with two completely separate sobbing fits before 8 am! And, while I was on the phone with someone. =/ Me and Jesse give that.......... a >>Thumbs Down<<.

Two other bad things that started off my day were my brother being a prick and my mother being a crazy, delusional freak. Yay!

Some good things that happened were:

a)Seeing my grandma.
b)Getting a dictionary. (My very own! Yay!)
c)Finally making the decision to leave this place at directly after graduation instead of at the end of the summer. TWO THUMBS UP!!!

(That's James.)

c)Lots of Doors and James Douglas Morrison all around. =D
d)Deciding to buy something awesome for Crystal.

See? So not all bad. Although crying, and subsequently getting snot all over the neck of my t-shirt and sleeves of my hoodie, sucked.

Anyway, let's look on the bright side: I'm not dead yet!

At least, I think that's the bright side.