Steal it while you can.

Something happened today. I guess I woke up too groggy to think straight and I just forgot about everything. Mary D. had me go to leadership (and skip Quick's class) to carry some flags. Much more fun than sitting in Quick's classroom for an hour. I hate the light in there, now that I think of it. It irritates me. It reminds me of lights in the bathroom, and there's reason people don't stay in the bathroom for hours at a time. Well...so... I don't know what's up. Bored, I guess. So I'll leave it at that. I keep thinking stuff...but I have to make myself stuff because these are what depression is made of. I hate that.