Today sucked. Plain and simple. I've been starting to become overwhelmed with life. I've been on edge all day.
School: Started out like usual, except the fact cops here there due to this person making a hit list [i had been on it, big surprize, somebody wants to kill me :/] it's all anybody could talk abou. It bothered me when people found out that i had been on it, all i kept getting was question after question of what i could have possibly have done to be put on there. Their questions where upsetting me, by the time i go tto second block i had been shaking and had a horrible headache. my legs ffelt like jello. I wen to the nurses officae and layed down for awhile. Then i talked to her about all the stuff doing on. And then i talked to my vice principal about the stuff also. I guess a great deal had been written about me in that noteboook. *is upset even more about that fact*. I finally got back to my graphic design class. Which i'm really far behind in. I have like three prodjects due by friday *overwhelming feeling again* I got through english fine, mostly cause people left me alon. At lunch i didn't eat much, everytime i try to eat i get really sick and feel like i'm going to throw up. (my sleep has also been reduced to about 4 hours total in the past three days, i'm so exhausted) Art came, I think somebody pulled the fire alarm. cause it went off suddenly and i doubt our school woul've done a fire drill in the middle of switching classes. I got back to art and ried to work. FAIL. I couldnt get anything done. I yelled at this girl. I felt bad afterwards cause i've just kinda been flipping out for no reason lately. I talke dot my art teacher [who is also my graphic design teacher] about all the work i'm behind in. I almost cried.
Getting through school in general lately has been tough. I feel so alone all the time. -school day over-

Home: My back is all scratched up. i do it out of nervousness. I don't do it on purpose, i barely notice it's haapening at the time. I had my mother put peroxide on it. She started crying. I felt bad but didn't say anything. My days pretty much came and went. Didnt eat anyting at dinner again. I can tell they're worried but they don't say anything to me. I haven't even talked the entire time i've been hoime. Oh well