The day of hell is over, and I am alive....but just barely. It wasn't even just the 5 tests that got to me this weekend, it was the fact that so many other things played into it. I was fine with torturing myself enough with biology ( by the way, I sucked on the test....many reasons for that one) and I was fine with not getting sleep all night. It was the things last night that others did that pissed me off, made me feel horrible and basically just made studying impossible to do. I don't know why people picked last night to completely say things that made me contomplate the way my life has been going, and why I just happend to walk in on peoples misfortunes....but I did. God, I hate complaining so much, it makes me feel like a pity case and that is the last thing I want. I find pity to be a very manipulative emotion, able to sway peoples view of you and how they act around you. I can see openly who wants people to pity them, just to get some attention and it really annoys me......they have to resort to complaining to get there point across. I feel like I am one of those people though sometimes, just wanting people to see me for all the wrong reasons.....that is why I hate to complain. I am bordering between wanting people to take notice of me and wanting people to just ignore me completely, it is wierd. I think peoples attention could be directed at far greater things than me, plus I just hate to do things in front of people.....but there is a small part of me that just wants to get attention and recognition. I know, it makes no sense at all.....but most things in life don't. It is impossible to tell what will happen next, and it pisses me off to no end. I don't even know what else I can say, but there is something else that I really can't even put in words so I won't even attempt. I'm out.

Thought Of The Day: I feel like a quote out of context.
Song Of The Day: broken-Bad Religion