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This is my journey of finding out what life means for me and what I want to make of it. This is my journey of finding out who I was, who I am, and who I want to be. This is a collection of the neverending thoughts that plague my head. If you really want to know what I think of you, then you've come to the right place. Here, I won't hold back and you can't say I didn't warn you. There is a definite possibility that I may something that will hurt you. Your choice if you want to read on.

Thursday, December 16, 2004

Help.

I'm at one of those times again. I don't like it when I get this way because I start not to care about things. I say things that I don't really mean. I simply block out everything and do not feel... and then for a period, I do. I don't like being this way; I wish I could control it.

Yesterday, I was really hyper; going absolutely crazy. I started jumping around in class, hugging people and such... in order words, really moody.

Today, I was really happy in calculus class because we were in groups. I don't know why but everytime we work in groups, I get really excited, but today especially, I was really happy. By the time snack ended, I had gone back to being depressed again. I slept through most of 4th period but I awoke a lot because I was afraid that Mr. E would call on me, but he never did. I tried to sleep through 5th period physics, but we had a lab so I couldn't. I had never felt so dead inside...

Through the key club meeting, I was feeling dead as well... and then after the meeting, I got really energized. I don't even know why. I'm weird when I get energized. I laugh at weird stuff that makes no sense... While walking toward 6th period with Charita, I felt so drunk. I haven't felt that way in awhile, but I like feeling that way. It's like this drowsy happy feeling... as if I'm on drugs. I said some really dumb stuff and so did Charita, but it was really funny. Maybe if other people saw us, they'd think we were crazy, but I don't care. I like laughing about everything that doesn't make sense. I calmed down afterwards and after 6th period, I got depressed again.

I'm not sure what's wrong with me. Is it really stress? I wish I knew. I used to know what to expect of myself but now I don't even want to figure it out. Everytime I try, I get more depressed because of all that sad crap I think about. So I've just been trying to supress my negative thoughts, but in the process I had to supress all thoughts. I have no feelings right now. I'm perfectly aware of what's going on, but I just don't really care and I don't like that because I'm scared that I may say or do something I know I'm going to regret... Sometimes, even in that second that I know I'm saying it... I know I don't really mean it, but I can't stop myself.

Sometimes I'd like to believe that I've changed, but I haven't really. I wish I could change a lot of aspects of myself so that I could deal with my problems better, but I just don't know how. I thought that I wanted someone that I could talk to about this, but I was so wrong. I don't want to talk about this at all. The truth is that I just don't want to deal with any of this. I wish that my feelings didn't exist because I confuse myself.

Je juste ne comprendre pas pourquoi...

I am so disappointed in myself. Everything I do... everything I think about... I just bring myself pain and I fuck up everything. Pourquoi? Parce que je peux. Parce que je suis stupide. Parce que je fait stupide chose. Parce que je me blame.

Save me from myself.

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