hey look. i actually exist. despite the fact that i'd rather not exist and my eyes hurt like hell from being sick and crying too damn much. i hate being overly emotional. maybe i shouldn't read books that i can relate to. i just finished "in her shoes". omg, that was such a good book. i finished it yesterday, i started it on wednesday. how pathetic. yet my teachers really don't care that i read in class, beside my french teacher, but i still like her. anyways, slow day at work. i should do my math homework. i really don't feel like it. it's dark and dreary. i could work on one of my fics. hmm, i should. alright. ciao.