I guess I should just start to write and see where it goes... Let's see...
Sometimes, actually, a lot of the time, I find myself in the bathroom picking when I'm supposed to be brushing my teeth or washing my face. It's times like those that I want Mom, or maybe someone else, to come in and say, "It's okay, you don't need to pick." or hug me and tell me not to worry. But it never happens. Well, maybe it does sometimes, but I never remember.
So instead I have "deep" conversations with myself, which generally turn into mean "self-talk" about how stupid I am, or how I have no friends, or something.
It's very difficult to break out of. I'm not entirely sure
why, but it is.
^That was written yesterday.^ I'm not so sure what to make of it. I don't like talking about my picking, and I especially don't like sharing it (They're basically the same thing anyway). But I guess it's necessary; I said I'd do it anyway.
In other news...
Great Meadows Morris and Sword starts today at 4:45. Someone told us he was gonna be there, but now he's moved to Amherst so he won't be going this year. Which makes me really angry because now we only have for people for the first month, which is the most important time and he didn't tell ANYONE. On a related note, my other friend is going to a different school that started on September 1st, and when she didn't show up for LHS on the 8th, everyone wondered where she was. I went to her (dare I say it) facebook page and found that one of her statuses was "School starts today!" which was on the first, like I said before. I asked her where she was and what school she was going to, but she didn't answer. So, because I was so pissed off (and still am) I removed her from my friendslist.