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Ah, fuck, I've got a headache! *whines*

I want to monitor my depressions now. I want to take notes every day about how I've been feeling and when I had mood swings. And I'll take into the account how the moon stood and how far away from potentional PMS attacks I was. Maybe this will help me find out more about it. I want to give my mood a number from 1-10 each day. 10 being 'marvelous' and 0 being 'miserable'. I will assume that the normal mood is 5 and everything above or below is a *mood*. And I will write down whether I had sudden mood swings (with time then) and if I felt the urge to hurt myself.

That should do the trick, don't you think?

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*shakes her head, confused*

I can't believe I've slept till 1 PM. Goodness gracious! I mean, when I read that my class es only start at 3 PM today, I thought it's have lots of time for everything the next day. And then I slept in SO late! Fascinating...

Everything hurts... I wonder what I did wrong. My legs hurts and my head and my jaws. As if I had been chewing furiously all through the night. Lordy, I hope I'm not one of them folks who grit their teeth in bed *shudder*.

Well, I'll have a coffee now and then I'll get ready of class. Not feeling like it actually. But... a woman's gotta do what a woman's gotta do, eh? ^_^

Oh man, my hair's a bloody mess... I should kill this hairdresser who cut my fringes! I look like a Beatle! Pah!

An Important Announcement:

OH! And before I forget:

HappyBirthday!!!

***Tariana***

May the glitter be with ya, always!

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Ah, I'm home again. Yes. Home. It actually felt like home. Wonderful. Okay, it was dark and all when I came home, but that's just normal, isn't it? When you're alone. But my living room was so warm and comfy... ah. It's a pleasure. And it looks all so nice. After I rearranged my furniture and put my candles and chandeliers back, it looks really nice and cozy. I need to reload them, I see. Burnt down all the candles last night. And now I need to get my study records straight, because I need to see the counselor tomorrow and then it must be all in nice order.

I should log out now anyway, because I'm sure my bro wants to go online. Sheesh! There are many many miles separating us, I at my flat and he at my parents home and STILL we interfere with each other's life, because we share the same flat rate number! Horrible!

Well... I should go now! Until later!

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Ah... I'm a bit thoughful right now. For various reasons. But... it's a mellow kind of thoughtful. Not sad yet. Not yet...

I can't talk about it right now. I shouldn't let people make me sad. It's my own fault. Whenever I start caring about people, they make me sad. It's time to cut a few cords again, I think.