Today was highly stressful... mostly because I got a 49/60 on my math makeup thing.. It was originally a group thing, but since I was absent I had to do it alone. What kills me is that I really only missed one... but it took off ten points (then another one point for a wrong negative/positive sign)... Then I was also stressed because I left some creative writing work at home. We're doing a short story and we have to make charts and such for it, and I'd left like half mine on my bed.. -- So I spent most of the day being sullen and pissed off at myself, and when I got to creative writing and I was about ready for a breakdown.. Ms Garrison didn't seem to mind that I'd left my papers at home.. first she told me I could get several zeros and still get an A in her class, and then she asked me why I was always crying so much^^;

Then she told me to write down the name of whoever was upsetting so much so she could kick their ass..^^; It's nice that she seems to be fond of me, since I'm such a fuck up.. and I think so far this year I've come into that class crying like three or four times. I don't know why, but I feel like it's alright for me to cry in there.. and I'm also really awful at controlling it when I do start to cry, anyway. And no, I don't think crying is pathetic.. people say that it doesn't help, but for me, it does. It's cathartic. The bad thing about it is that it's terribly draining...