Whew. Something weird has been going on the past couple of days. I think maybe I'm depressed, but it's hard to tell. Maybe it's more of a chaos of emotions. Like, I don't know what I'm supposed to be feeling at a given moment.

Oh, wait a minute. Now I remember! I'm *CRAZY*! Haha. Silly me.

It's a little disquieting anyway. It was my mother's birthday yesterday and I kept having psychotic episodes, so my dad yelled at me for being such a B*$&% and I decided to show them by sinking into a silent depression. Then my mom cried for an hour tonight because she's a "failure as a mother" because I'm "always unhappy and have felt like an outcast for 9 or 10 years now". Except that I've only been unhappy for about 3 days, and probably because I have nothing to *DO*.... except homework that I don't *want* to do... hee hee... did I mention I'm crazy?

And then dad made cheesecake and everything is better now. Except that he keeps trying to talk to me. I don't *want* to talk to him. We always end up fighting and then he blames it on me. Silly parents.

Now I feel like I *should* feel crazier and more depressed than I actually *do* at the moment, and that's confusing. Garg, stupid neurotransmitters, realign yourselves!!!