"Its everyday I'm in this place....Is it all inside my head?"

Today--like all the others, was boring. For some reason, today felt like a vacation. Maybe its because I'm not used to seeing all of my teachers all at once. So anyway, I'm still typing with these damn long, fake nails. I can't get them off. I guess I'll wait until they fall off themselves. Although I highly doubt they do that. Well around yesterday I got a little melancholy and I attribute that to the influx of slow, softie music that I've been listening to lately. But yesterday's blog just came out of the air, like I don't know why I even thought about it. Alias was such a good finale by the way. I don't know, it seems like all this shit is raining down on me and I don't have an umbrella or galoshes or a raincoat or even a book to protect myself. I hate Kaplan. That shit sucks. Three hours of listening to the same old shit. Oh yeah, Tyrone asked me if I was a lesbian today. WHAT THE FUCK. Should I make more lewd comments to express my heterosexuality? That was offensive. It really got to me. I mean, shit, what do people base this shit on? That's FUCKED up. Not even cool.

I don't even want to think tonight. I just want to sit on my bed and watch TV. Even if it means watching Boy Meets World. I just don't want to have to worry about anything, but you know that's bullshit because there's always something. So I haven't been that happy when I'm alone with myself because I can't help but thinking that I'm this huge failure. Because I don't know what I'm doing. Because I'm so lost. Because I'm not sure what feelings are mine and which are others' impressed in my brain. I miss knowing all that I'm worth. This uncertainty is killing me right now. What's wrong with me?