I'm so exhausted emotionally, I spent most of the night crying with various friends. Two more days left of high school.

In two and a half weeks my friends and I will be moving out of my university accommodation to go back home. I can't believe how fast this has all gone. Today we wrote a list of all the things we had to do before we leave and there were so many last time things, like going to certain restaurants and college events for the last time ever, that it really started to hit home that we're graduating soon. I didn't really feel upset when I left high school because I always knew that I would be able to see my friends during school breaks, but this isn't the same as everyone will be in different places doing different things.

^ I'm with you on that one! It's horrible!

I had a... really strange dream last night. I don't even know what it was about, but it ended with a really cool sort of Harry Potter-esque battle scene between a giant spiked snake and.. a person, I think. Then for some reason, I was hugging a ghost of my dog.

What the hell?

Er, yeah, you could say that! Why did you have a knife thrown at you? :o

I'm really going to miss my High School career. Graduation is creeping up. I can't believe the day has finally come. My bestie is kind of disappointed, because I've decided not to go to San Diego State. I got accepted to UCLA.

I hate travelling, whether by car, train or plane, I always feel exhausted. Not to mention it's really hot today.

I keep mistyping...It's been a week since I typed anything...stupid exams.

It's kind of ironic how much effort it takes and how difficult it is to make my hair look good in a messy bun. I feel like ripping my hair out by the roots.

ETA: 20 minutes and 8 attempts later... I f'n give up.

I need energy . . . I just want to sleep but I NEED TO FILM THIS SHIT.

I graduate tomorrow and I have a really bad sunburn on my arms, chest/shoulders and a little bit on my face

I'm tired, but I can't fall asleep!! (It's midnight here)

I have so much hair. So. Much. Hair.

Swap? I regret every single day I wished for thinner hair.

Last night, two friends and I went to the downtown cinema to see a movie. The problem with going downtown is that it's tricky to navigate because it's all one-way streets. Because I know my way around better than the other two, I was the designated driver. On the way home, we turned onto a street and cruised for maybe ten feet before we saw lights approaching in the distance. One friend said, "Uh, are we on a one-way street?" The other friend chimed in with, "Yes, we are. And we're going the wrong way." After that, we all started screaming and panicking and I pulled over to the side before anything bad could happen. However, I've never been flipped off so much in my life. Once we got out of the way and came to a stop, we were all still flailing and screaming, and some biker on the sidewalk was standing there doubled over in laughter.

Fortunately, my parents weren't upset when I told them; in our city, it's an easy mistake to make because downtown is so convoluted. I'm really a very safe driver... this adventure kind of made me doubt that . The only problem is that my friends will never let it go :P.

In relation to yesterday's post.. why does doing my hair every day always have to be a freakin' battle?!

My bestfriend is acting like an asshole. She's pissed because I'm going to UCLA instead of San Diego State. If she were accepted to UCLA I would be HAPPY for her, I would be sad but HAPPY that she was even accepted. If she wants to be that way then it's perfectly fine, just don't talk to me anymore. But I think it's really such a douche thing to do when you're not happy that your friend was accepted into one of the top schools in California.

Rabid, the way you described that has created the most hilarious image in my head!

Dreamy, yeah that is pathetic. You're going off to college, it's unrealistic to expect that you'll go to the same school and she's being pretty selfish to be annoyed that you chose a better school over the one she's going to just because you'd be together. When you start college no one knows each other - it's part of the fun because it means that everyone is so open to meeting new people. Congratulations on getting in btw and try not let your friend's reaction put a damper on things because you will have an absolutely awesome time.

There is a giant flying bug that tries to commit suicide every night by flying into my window/screen over and over again for hours. He has yet to succeed.

I feel like my period is coming on. I just feel.. really weird in a bad way. Bleh.

So sleepy, so many assignments to do.

SimPE isn't working well, stupid plugin window ain't working. Guess I'll have to clean my room after all. *sigh*

Edit: My room gathers a horrendous amount of dust, it's not even possible and of course since it's my lucky day ; the vacuum isn't working and it blew a cloud of dust bunnies straight up my nose. Stupid desert climate.

Bad hair day, bleh. I can deal with my actual hair not doing what I want it to do, but when my bangs are screwed up, I always feel like there's nothing I can do to make it right. Pinning them back or to the side looks terrible.

Holy crow, why are sims 3 patch updates so big?!

ETA: Anddd after 45 minutes of waiting... "Error loading patch." So I get to do it all over again. Woo-freakin-hoo.
ETA again: AGAIN! I give up. I guess I don't get to use any custom content/mods this time around (and the game pretty much lacks without it). Argh...

I've completely lost my appetite recently and I have no idea why. I've been forcing myself to keep having meals when I don't really want them but I've had to leave food from virtually every meal this week because I feel so full that I think I might be sick if I ate anymore. Ordinarily I'm the type of person who almost always clears a plate and even if I start to feel full and think I've probably eaten enough I tend to finish meals rather than leave a bit on my plate, because it feels like such a waste. It's really irritating me.

Edit: I just did one of those online symptom checker things and it told me I have postpartum depression.

Going to go and murder some sims to feel better .... alright, not murder them. Hell I can't even make their lives a misery without feeling bad. Lol. Ahwell, it's theraputic even if they don't die

I wish my "mother" would just stay out of my life. /sigh