im ready to break down and cry at any second. any. one more things could set me off.
this SUCKS. why am I having this reaction? Im soooo depressed. lame lame lame.
brewster left me a message on my cell phone to tell me that he forgot that tonight was the night he has tickets for Porgy and Bess. I almost died. I dont feel like calling him or emailing him or anything. this is SO NOT LIKE ME. i mean..what the fuck? He told me about these tickets a while ago and wants to hang out tomorrow. NO BIG DEAL. but no, today i cant deal with it. today, i want to throw things, eat everything (which i am. I spent 7$ on a salad with EVERYTHING on it...)
is THIS what it feels like to be a girl?
i dont want it.