Today fucking sucks. No, seriously. Most days are pretty decent, sometimes I even have fun. Last week was great. Up till 1 every night, hyper all day, didn't sleep in class cept maybe once or twice, decently good mood, it was great. Friday I started noticing I was getting pissed and tired, but, hey, it couldn't've meant much, just to many late nights. Today was shit. School was ok. Nearly passed out in all my classes, despite 10 hours of sleep. Yelled at Gabby for 15 minutes on AIM, called my ex a liar, cokewhore, and bitch, and generally dissed life. Been watching Pearl Harbour, fucking amazing movie, but I'm starting to get emotional over it. NOTHING DOES THAT. No movie, no music, no story used to make me emotional. It was all bottle inside, nothing let it out. Sometimes the anger got out, little leaks. Pissed people off, made em scared of me. Now, more leaks. Everything. I hate it, but like it. But goddamn does it piss me off sometimes. Then when I get like that, and people say things that make me wonder, especially friends, I can't cope. I just fucking can't. And so I get all angsty and people avoid me more. And I'm not even anything that would cause this (far as I know, though bipolar runs in the family).