12/04/11.

Holy shit. I went through this really hyper, impulsive state earlier. I was on a walk with my friend in the cold and kept shaking, probably from the cold, but I got really, really hyper. We went outside because her ex whom she is afraid of was out there somewhere and we had to walk her dog. She didn't really want to talk to him it turns out, but if we ran into him, in the state I was in, he, as I put it, "Would end up riding his bike home with broken balls, hehe."

Sounds fun, yeah? I'm still on this mini high, doesn't help that I just got a tall chai tea and finished it. I mean, I was already bad before-hand, but I've got this, like, ache kind of thing in my chest, this jitteriness. I can't focus on one thing too long and I keep forgetting what I'm trying to write. 

Also my dad won't stop talking to me so it's even harder to focus. I want him to fuck off so I can just sit here. He just keeps talking about stupid, pointless things and it's fucking annoying. xD. 

But it's okay, because I feel like I'm floating. My arms are tingling and I feel like grinning and grinning. 6:35 PM

I feel the sudden need to get everything done while I can, while I'm in a good enough mood; I guess.