Well, this week has certainly been exciting so far. Yesterday I:

*Danced the cha cha cha in front of my class against my will.

*Kept fucking up the steps.

*Almost started crying.

*Actually did start crying in the library and walked out of school with several of my friends in tow.

*Fully realized just how wonderful cigarettes are.

*Had my mother sign me out and take me home.

*Told her about everything.

The upshot of all of this is that I'm going to see a counselor/shrink/someone like that, and possibly get some happy pills. Splendid.