Dreadful aren't I?
OKAY, so, all funny things aside, today, was lousy.
the end.

I cried in chinese cause the stupid story seemed to pierce me hundred times over. ouch. and i know no one else felt the way I did.
:(

I don't feel like talking to anyone. EXCEPT, I NEED TO KNOW MY TIMETABLE. SO WILL SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME?

I don't want to knowcare. I DON'T CARE. Fuck offGo away.

"you don't have to call anymore, I won't pick up the phone"
I mean it, cause I've had a horrid day and you ended it with a bang. Hmpf. what are you hiding from me? I'll just ignore all of it and go sleep, I don't want to see you. HMPF.

Harriet is starting to just stone.

go to sleep.

don't cry.

its just one day, tomorrow will be better.

I promise.

Now I'm just talking to myself.

Hell.