I cry through my skin.

Mood: Not good, not bad...Not really okay either.

 Guess what? We, that is my family and I, may foster a special needs baby!!! I really hope we do, I positivly love children. I'm not sure how today went, I mean I don't know whether to classify it as good or bad. I got poor grades on the tests I took on Friday, but I expected that, and I cut myself, and I threw up rather than starving myself, and I didn't excersize nearly enough and I got called fat. But,  I got to stand out in the rain for about 20 minutes, a girl who I want to be friend's with talked to me(I pick out people I want to befriend randomly), Skye was a sweetiepie to me, and I was in a generally good mood the whole day long. My question now is, if I've been happy for the day, why did I cut? It's a self destructive habit and definantly one I need to watch. I don't think I should seriously hurt myself with it. I know I'll regret my scars later, no matter how I feel in the present. Maybe tomorrow will bring happiness.