Is There An End To The Things They Do To Us ?

i-am-not-a-robot

i broke down today, and started crying in front of everyone in recess.
when recess was over, and we had an English listening mid-term, i started thinking about how my behavior will effect my day, and thought of the secret, how just a simple shift of your emotion can change your day just like that. so i started to think about the things that made me smile, and it worked, and now my day is going like how normal days go.
i was so devastated for some unknown reason, that i actually wished death, something that i haven't wished for in a very long time.
i know a part of the problem, the other part is probably that i was so pissed off at everything about my life.

and i have to do a project with 7 other people, about islands, in English, with 3 other people who know English just as much as i do, but i would still call myself the best, cuz thats how i am, blahblahblah, stupid people called the island Mozart 0_O.

and these people they started talking about guitars and how to play the song "And Nothing Else Matters" by Metallica, ummm which I've never heard.

basket ball game tomorrow, 9/3 *my class* VS 9/4

I HOPE WE LOSE =)