My depression is hitting in like a charm. I think it's time for me to go back on anti-depressants again. But I don't want to, even though it did help, and it made my orgasms so much better, it always didn't make me feel myself. But then again, when I'm depressed I don't really feel myself either. But I feel myself more than when I'm taking some pill that stimulates the chemicals in my brain that makes me happy. I don't know. It just happened randomly at work. It was terrible. I need to keep myself busy. Steve wants me to come in and take over Anthony's shift tonight. I'm still debating. I think I am going to. And then I can come home and do my homework, pull an all nighter because I don't feel like sleeping. And my mind seems to be wandering in a million places at once. I have too many thoughts going through my head and I don't know how to control them and my emotions. And yeah. I'm at the stage where I want everything but I don't want anything at all, I love people and yet they annoy the fuck out of me. I'm becoming my anti-social quiet apathetic (okay, maybe not apathetic) self again. Where I just kind of sit in the back, dig at people's minds, psychoanalyze them, and brush them off. And most of all, I just want to hide in my room and watches one movie after another and not talk to anyone ever again. That's what I want to do. But I'm not going to do. Because it's bad bad bad. LoL. So fuck you Depression. I'm not going to let you win.

I don't think I'm going to go to Plano group anymore. The dude in there really really pisses me off. I'm just pissy right now. Really really pissy. AHHHH.

On a brighter note, Bettie wrote the sweetest thing on her Xanga. I never really knew what happened. But now I do.

I'm going to work.

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