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Today was utter crap. For a while there, I felt so stressed out, I thought I was going to be sick.

Every time I feel like I'm finally getting a hold on things, it turns out that I'm mistaken.

Just wish I could drop dead, honestly. (But we don't always get what we want, do we. ;V )

[Edit]
I did driving practice, and we were at it for almost an hour. Practised lots of parking and driving in traffic and everything. And while that wasn't fun, and it didn't improve my mood much, I can at least say that I did something productive with this shittastic day.

Now I'm going to eat my feelings and then cry or go for a run or perhaps run while crying. Yes.

[Edit x2]
Went for a walk. Should have been longer, but I ran out of time. Worked up a sweat anyway. Tried some actual running, too. Maybe I should practice that.

It occurs to me that I haven't had a proper walk in like... three days... Fuck, does that have something to do with it? Might be. Can't make my own damn brain chemicals without stimulation, goddamn sonova-

Oh, well. I threw some MCR on to listen to while I was running. It's... been a while. I couldn't stand listening to them for years because their music reminded me too much of the person that got me to listen to them in the first place. But Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge is still a good album. Or, uh, well. It's effective at what it is: loud and screamy enough to drown everything else out. And "Helena" is still a damn good song.