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Oct. 2nd, 2003 06:22 pmSorry no updates for all of this week; either LiveJournal or the computer itself has refused to cooperate every time I've tried to post. Anyway.
Tuesday, got paint all over self, so took shower at a bit past six, which threw my entire schedule off and I realized at about seven thirty that I thought it was time to go to bed. Except I hadn't done any of my homework. So I set my alarm for five in the morning and went to sleep.
Wednesday, got up at five in the morning, did homework, went to school, had sort of mental/emotional breakdown during study hall because of Sra Davis, sort of pulled self together up until gym, when I went home because on Tuesday I'd nearly fallen over, and didn't want that to happen again. Was generally feeling the most doubleplusungood I'd felt all year, which was pretty damned bad. However, felt a bit better after real hot food, tea, cake, some piece and quiet to do work in, a fuzzy blanket, a conversation with my mother and the real estate lady in which I proved that I can still hold an intelligent conversation, many virtual hugs and huggles and advices and general being-comforted-ness from Matt and Ella, and a bit of copy-pasted conversation that started off "I hate indecision. And phones."
Today didn't suck as badly; I caught up on my work and realized that focusing on my appearance is, contrary to popular opinion, a good antidepressant. In fact, generally doing things is a good antidepressant, and that includes doing my eyeliner. And doing homework. And just generally doing anything. But I still really need rest. I'm so glad we have Monday off... I really, really need it.
*prays it posts this time*
-Claudia
Tuesday, got paint all over self, so took shower at a bit past six, which threw my entire schedule off and I realized at about seven thirty that I thought it was time to go to bed. Except I hadn't done any of my homework. So I set my alarm for five in the morning and went to sleep.
Wednesday, got up at five in the morning, did homework, went to school, had sort of mental/emotional breakdown during study hall because of Sra Davis, sort of pulled self together up until gym, when I went home because on Tuesday I'd nearly fallen over, and didn't want that to happen again. Was generally feeling the most doubleplusungood I'd felt all year, which was pretty damned bad. However, felt a bit better after real hot food, tea, cake, some piece and quiet to do work in, a fuzzy blanket, a conversation with my mother and the real estate lady in which I proved that I can still hold an intelligent conversation, many virtual hugs and huggles and advices and general being-comforted-ness from Matt and Ella, and a bit of copy-pasted conversation that started off "I hate indecision. And phones."
Today didn't suck as badly; I caught up on my work and realized that focusing on my appearance is, contrary to popular opinion, a good antidepressant. In fact, generally doing things is a good antidepressant, and that includes doing my eyeliner. And doing homework. And just generally doing anything. But I still really need rest. I'm so glad we have Monday off... I really, really need it.
*prays it posts this time*
-Claudia