what's done is done

i got totally raped by my english essay today. totally.

add onto that all the really crappy things about today and you'll find me an emotional mess.

bah. anything i could write now would only be me complaining, so i'll save you the time and thought and skip it.

... i just don't know how long i can keep on doing this. i wonder if infj's have a tendency to go insane.