Moody.

Today was kind of strange, I don’t really know how to describe it. It seemed like it was going in slow motion or something. I’m feeling a little sick, maybe that’s why. But I hardly did any written work today, just the way things worked out. Double computer apps; I was worried that I’d show up at Janet’s room at lunch with desk marks on my forehead from face-desking so much… I don’t even know why that class seems so long all the time. Computers is so my thing. Maybe it’s just the unit. But anyway, I also don’t know why I was so out of it walking home from the bus stop with Kim. My emotions have been screwed up lately. There’s going to be a day when I just start to cry on the bus and people will be asking why and I won’t be able to tell them because I won’t be entirely sure either.