Snapped at some prissy airheads, stood up some friends, ate myself into a coma, focused on reading - trying not to fall asleep while at it, re-read old e-mail, stayed up late, racked my brains for winning quips, downloaded more mp3's, watched movie reruns, & got mildly sick all over again.
Not to mention hanging out with my best bud IRL, keeping in touch with high school friends, tripping drastically such as getting my nails effin' painted sunset pink, & having my mood swings vascillate from downcast to giddy then dropping down back close to insanity; thus, relentless suicide.
