I cry through my skin.

Mood: Frusterated and depressed
Listening to: My sister explaining her math problems.

 I had a really bad day. I got a D on a math test that I should have gotten an A on, my teacher wouldn't accept my paper in English because it was in the wrong format, I've lost weight but then they made me eat disgusting food, one of my alters gave a mushy-gush love poem that I wrote to Skye and while she loved it...I didn't want her to see it because it's mushy-gush. Then this guy was hitting on her and telling her that she wants her to kiss him....And normally I'd go up and deck him...Big problem though:He's in a wheelchair and he plays it out to his full advantage. I honestly don't care that he's in a wheelchair, it's that he knows how to play it out to get everyone's sympathy that bothers me. Then Skye missed her bus and so my mum gave her a ride home, but then our tires gave out and we had to wait for 2 hours for them to get fixed. That made me happy...Until we came up to a touchy subject;my prudeyness. She thinks that it's because of her that I don't like to be touched that way...It's honestly not. I wish I could explain it to her and make her see that I'm just weird that way...Then she got kind of sad and thought that she was forcing me to do things that I don't want to. She's not, because I don't do things that I don't want to. Which means, yeah, I don't do that stuff. Now, she's probably grounded...AGAIN. Which means I can't see her this weekend...AGAIN. I miss her</3