I had a pretty slamming day today. I was very buoyant and saw a bunch of guys my age who I knooooow were gay, but aren't out and were all girl-palled up. I sort of want to type more but I'm somehow paranoid, and wishing one of those guys would be on here, since I so wanted to get some networking going on, rather than just seeing them and then, never again.
In other news, my mother sat me down for a chat last night about going to bed earlier. So now I am. I'm doing fine in all of my courses, I fucked up a test because I was so zonked out and contemplative of the world and wanting to just be insane and different and expressive. Still, I'm doing fine, but I'm not handing in something that I should for tomorrow since I'm just not in the mood to write it.
It's pretty bad that way, my mood shifts now. I don't even know... ugh. Well thanks for reading, reader-be.