crying.

i think it's best to start this off with a disclaimer:
i have always been a crier. i have found it tends to get things done quicker, and i may have conditioned myself to cry when things aren't going right. also, it sometimes makes me feel better.

i talked to Shantell the other night. she asked why i deactivated my facebook, and the only real reason i could think of was that it has been interfering with the amount of time i have to lay in my bed and cry for no reason.
last week i had an assignment to do, and i was freezing cold and mad at a few of my friends. i spent the evening underneath a few blankets typing a paper and simultaneously sobbing. i know crying isn't the traditional way to express anger, but i'm so bad at being angry i just cry and then bounce back like nothing happened. unfortunately the bouncing-back part has not happened yet, trapping me in a cycle of tears, homework, and work.
it wouldn't be wrong to admit that the crying may have started around my dad's birthday, then so much homework. then people bitching me out for being too busy to hang out with them, so i free up some time only for them to keep me waiting all day and ask to reschedule. RUDE.
also some people that i often have to drop everything for can't bother to pick up the phone and call to see if i'm ok. WHEN I TOLD YOU I JUST WANTED SOMEONE TO TALK TO.

the semester is almost over, and only one more until i graduate. after that i want to move and never come back.
maybe i'm just hormonal.