So I was woefully depressed yesterday. I moved out again - back into the dorm. That had me a mite sad. Then, everything went wrong and I almost broke the microwave. I think I either gave it a heartattack or killed it and brought it back. THEN, I was stupid enough to watch Fight Club. The movie is good, great ending, but damn if it didn't seriously depress me! I was damn near feeling suicidal. Depression is scary, thank god I don't really have. Those nasty death thoughts are gone. Whew. I started classes today, have some homework. So, write when I can. :)
~BK
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