For some reason I really wanted to talk to my mum today.
it was too late to call there.
I still hate everything.
My dvd player doesn't plug into this television.It was hot out today, but there were clouds so I didn't go outside.
I have to wake up in five hours to go to a school that I'm not even certain I want to keep going to.
I'm not scared of much. All those things normal people are scared oflike the dark, snakes, spiders, needles, flying, heights, public speaking,
dying and dying alone are all parts of life I have somehow come to terms with.
But there are these certain phobias that stick.
I call them phobias because they are fears that are irrational and debilitating.
I won't say what they are because it just so happens I'm terrified of people knowing my secrets.
There's one. You get the picture.
I'm becoming apathetic. I care about nothing.
It's horrible and this is no way to live. It's not even a way to die,
that's how miserable it is. Something has to stop. I need a change.
I don't really know what's happening and that's the worst part of it all.