Make it stop

I am hiding. In my bed. Life is happening outside of it, and I don't feel like participating.
I need to go away for a few days. They don't understand how sick their illnesses make me.

Who Knows

Took a mental health day yesterday from school. Feeling crushed, overwhelmed, undercreative, unproductive, and just plain blah. Despite taking yesterday off from classes, I woke up feeling even worse then yesterday. Sad and full body blah. No idea why.
Stayed busy today. Went to the pool. Wasn't a great swim, but it was a swim, and that's what matters.
Hoping tomorrow is mo' better.

PSA

I've never heard of this! A condom you can apply in (allegedly) 3 seconds! I watched the video, and it's impressive. Wonder if it really is the easy in real life.

Okay. Great.

Accepted. Yay.
I have a lot to do. School and home are not friends. Priorities are priorities which means a good chance I'll be alienating even more people in the near future.
I feel like that cheap ass white bread that you can barely spread the peanut butter on. Just a little more pressure and a hole will rip open. A useless piece of bread.
Thankfully a friend turned me on to the new Evanescence album, and Amy's insanely surreal voice is soothing away some of the panic.

Gah!!

Dammit.

I got a C on my Public Speaking midterm. Grrr.... I reviewed the material, I took the quizzes online... and still got a C. What is it with me and that class?!?! I shouldn't complain because I still have an A, but I seem to do really well or really not so well.

Bollocks.

On to speech three...

The things outside the window