2:18 p.m

Say 'Hello' to me...Our Lady of Perpetual Whiny-Ass Depressing Bullshit

Ugh...

I'm leaving the country in a week for three weeks of sunnin' and culturally-rich funnin' (or so my dad says) and I'm depressed out of my mind. Well, I guess describing myself as 'depressed' might be an insult to those who are actually clinically depressed, but I'm so very...sad.

Here are the things that are making me sad:

- My friends have completely abandoned me, preferring to see me only during school hours and spending all their leisure time with their boyfriends

- I've been labelled as 'dark', which is not a good thing...apparently I'm very morbid, though that isn't the word I would use to describe myself..."death-defyingly dull and sad" is more like it

- The guy that I like barely acknowledges my existence

- The guy I don't particularly like wants to meet me with the hopes that he won't find me absolutely repulsive so I could become his girlfriend (insert gag reflex here)

- I am continually dwelling on my regrets

- I have no idea what's going to happen next year

- I need to apply to university

- SCHOOL SUCKS FUCKING SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- I'm going to die. Alone. And old. With lots of cats. That I'm allergic to.

Now, here's a stupid question somebody once asked me...'Have you ever contemplated suicide, Lena?' (Image of televangelist-like person handing out pamphlets with the words 'Suicide: Is it for you?' scrawled on them) My answer to that is a vehement 'NO, you sick dickwad. I know better.'

Jesus, some people are stupid.

I need a hug.

Yours...