Entry Title: Ms. Manic & Ms. Depressive
To do list:
-feed cats ¥
-take pills ¥
-clean litter box
-photo shoot ¥
-QUEST -contact St. E ¥
-ORB
-ANY AND ALL HOMEWORK I HAVE
-clean up desk
-pick up/organize room a bit
-pack
-*optional* blog ¥
-*optional* work out
-*optional* work on Girl's Sugar
I am so done. All I want to do is sleep. I might have a slight form of hyper-insomnia…not diagnosed though with it.
I'm so fucking done…when I got home I just laid down on my bedroom's floor (faced down on the wood) almost not doing the fucjing photoshoot
And hoe fucking long has some of these things been on the to do list?! I was going to do them but NO my ma wanted a fucking movie night so she had to go to Target and still I had my photo shoot which Cat was somewhat reluctant to do but had she not found me on the floor I probably would I said "fuck it I'll do it tomorrow" and probably never do it and have my gonerwn;adfjsj; [I'm sorry, I got frustrated, in fact this entire paragraph got deleted so I had to use cmnd Z] grades go down and just be so much more fucking pissed with myself than I already am about QUEST
My photo shoot was about Manic Depression. I had her dress in white (and somewhat provocative) clothes to represent mania, black clothes to represent depression, and then had her wear something normal to show that she is just a person like everyone else but I blurred out her face to kind of say that she feels defined by her disorder and like she doesn't have control over it and blah blah blah etc…
There's so much more I wanted to talk about but I can't remember and screw ".'s" right now that can kiss my ass but … can stay
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