School was.. average I guess. Nothing really happened. I ended up talking a bit about yesterday, but, tbh, that's only really a fraction of everything. I think I feel a bit better today. I mean, I'm not at the can't ever stop crying fase anymore, which I guess is a good thing, and I'm not shaking or anything. I still feel kinda worried and the whole empty feeling is there again. I've thought about Detling a lot again recently. I loved that week. Well, i loved it, but at the same time it was really emotional and I was having a lot of problems at the time. And, it did kinda cause a really long spell of just NEVER being happy ever at all. But I dunno.. I guess that was dissapoinment at things being over taken to the extreem. Well, and it is the only place I've ever really felt part of something. And I liked that, the whole feeling of actually have a reason to get up in the mornings (even if that getting up was in a freezing cold tent). Whereas here.. what is there? I know I'm lucky and everything, it's just.. I can't think of anything that I actually do, I have no purpose, I'm just.. here. I know this is pretty depressing, but wooo a day here. Pull myself out of bed and go to school, or spend long weekends doing nothing because no one can be bothered to take me over to Totnes and for I never have any money for a bus not that my mum would trust me to take the right one anyway. So, i get up, get annoyed because i can't do my homework, think everything is amazingly pointless come on here then go to bed.
arent i a great person?
lol.