wow this weekened was shitty:( Last week was so stressful that it all kinda caught up with me this weekend..i stayed in all weekend (except for piano lessons) because I just kinda broke down from all the stress. I also broke down because i downloaded some new songs (well, not new, but ones i havent heard of before;)) and they reminded me of the past 20 months (thats how long ive been struggling with depression for). So basically i just cryed myself to sleep on saturday and sunday..but i havent been feeling all that sad though for the past 2 days..like this morning and yesterday morning i woke up and i was feeling in a normal mood...so this leaves me wondering if this is a start of another low of depression or just me breaking down from the stress of procrastination+not getting enough sleep. I think its just a break down of stress, because normally after crying myself to sleep 2 nights in a row i would feel way depressed, but im okay. Plus on thurday is the last dnace of the year (and the best:D) so if not anything, that will make me feel better:)
Umm in other news, sunday i went shoe shopping with my parents for like 30min..i was originally going to get runners, but i found these pair of black leather high healed boots that were so awesome that i just had to get..(lol that sounded girly:P:|) But my dad made me get a pair of runners to because i needed something that i can use for normal day to day stuff..or w/e. Ive been getting comments about the boots, cause ive been wearing them to school, but i really dont care: i love them:) Basicaly people are calling them hooker boots, but i know they're just teasing, and like i said: it doesnt bother me:)
Random peice of info: not including weekends or exams: 10 days left of school:D
ummm heres a poem i wrote last night..its mostly about me, but the last verse i was thinking about the kids who commited suicide in april, and how everyone just ignored them or w/e until they died.
Killed By the Beautiful
Broken-hearted souls
Cry in the mist of the night
One takes insults as she rolls
She doesn't bother to put up a fight
What's the point of this?
Some are beat down
Some get bliss
In the end we all frown
But as she walks down the hall
The beautiful laugh and stare
They have a ball
Standing up: she doesn't dare
Emotions shoved into a pit
And she keeps walking
She takes their shit
Cause they won't stop talking
So kill her some more
Go ahead, go on
Your tears will pour
Once she's forever gone
By: Kristal St. Jean
Date: June 4, 2007.
-:)Kristal:(