uplifting. I'm supposed to be writing an outline that I should have done this weekend and I can't write. All I can think about is my headache and how much my stomach hurts and how unhappy I am and how stressed I am and how flaky some people are. So, I'm gonna wake up early tomorrow and do this shhhh before class. Why why why do I do this to myself. AGH I want to scream and be done with school and be done with...everything. I'll reget this in the morning. I always do. God help me. Why am I even on the internet right now? I have other work to do. The sad truth is, it never ends.