Desert Sand Mica

Whatever, just crash it Bob...


Am kinda mad, kinda grouchy, kinda to just leave my bedroom door closed, thank you.

Class was ok tonight but we had a guest lecturer about HazMat - yes not the most interesting thing, but obviously necessary or we wouldn't have wasted 3 hours on it. But there are a group of A-holes in the back of the room that normally are just annoying, but tonight were downright rude and immature. Laughing, talking - even finally throwing things. People, please. We've paid a lot of money for this, at least I have. Maybe your mommy and daddy foot the bill for this for you, but mine didn't. God I was pissed when I left there.

And then I just broke down on the way home. Was feeling emotional about stupid shit and just out of control. I cried all the way home and then put on my happy face for everyone here. Even now, I'm crying again! Is it stress? If anyone asked me "what's wrong?" I wouldn't have a clue what to tell them.

I'm looking forward to tomorrow when everyone is at work and school and I can have some alone time. I will be especially glad to get some laundry done.

Gonna go hit the couch for a bit. Later gators.


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