I actually hate trying to come up with titles for these posts.

My mood has deteriorated rapidly in the last fifteen minutes.  I am not going to dump on my boyfriend.  I sound bad enough.  Not to mention just having been thoroughly chastised on my lack of knowledge of the drug I use, somewhat foolishly.  Contributed to dropping mood though.

My family is talking about my youngest brother joining band.  Choosing a fucking instrument.  I am just - they fucking pulled me out of band.

This is totally a dump post, I am totally just - damn it, my mood seriously went from fucking high off cocoa powder (I am utterly serious, taken orally in the form of drink) to being really damn depressed right now.

I'm just - fuck.  Fucking mood swings.

Sometimes I hate this being who I am.  Hate having been this.  I mean, yeah.  Hate having been born, but.

I want to go out and drink.  Party it up.  Sleep with my boyfriend.  HAVE a boyfriend and date him.  Fucking pussy.  I can't even skip class.  Way to go perfect fucking conditioning, and I think I've used up my daily quota of the f-bomb.

Don't think he knows how much the chastising knocked me down a few pegs.  I am way too oversensitive to this sort of stuff from anyone, especially him.