300th Journal Entry!

Heh. Woo. Everyone celebrate.

So, tonight, I did what I just bitched about doing.
I (kind of) ditched people...
But I mean, only for a couple of minutes.
Because I showed up, and everything felt... Weird.

And Derrek called, so I went to go visit him.

When I came back, I guess people were either:
A.)Mad that I left, or
B.)Upset that I came back?

Because, no one talked to me.
Except for a few small comments from Tony. And Ryan.
But mostly just Tony telling me to go to sleep.
Because I "looked dead."

I guess I can't complain.
I didn't exactly try to strike up a conversation.

It was just... weird;
Sitting there. Staring out the window.
I always feel so out of place these days.
And I'm not sure why.

I must've really fucked up this time.

So. Happy 300th entry to me.
I've gone back and read over entries before--
I was so much happier.
Regardless, I was still a bi-polar, angsty teen.
I guess I'll just have to get used to feeling like this. =/

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