Dumb nothingness

It happened. We ran out of toilet paper today. I held it for a while, then realized there was a box of tissues sitting next to me. Dummy.

I bought 2 pens today. Not just pens, but felt tip pens with tiny tips- perfect for my small writing. I bought a black one and a red one. They make writing fun.

I can't function until I take a nap. I'm dying. brb.

I set an alarm on my phone that I wouldn't sleep more than 30 minutes or so, but of course didn't listen to it when it told me to wake up. I slept for a good hour and a half. That felt great.

Pointless, pointless blog. I feel like I have so much to say and no words to say it with.

I've successfully been taking mood-notes for the past 4 days. When I feel very good or very bad or very blah I write down what I have or havent done, who I have or haven't seen, what I've thought about, etc, sofar that day. Each different thing has a plus or minus sign by it, indicating if it was a positive happening or negative happening. I'm already seeing some patterns and it has only been 4 days. I'm excited to do this for another good 10 days or so, then to compile a list of the positives and a list of the negatives. This will help me realize what I do that makes me happy. Yes.

It's 8:03. I haven't done anything since Lunch. During that passing time I felt good about doing absolutely nothing, but now I wish I had done my physics, readings, and writings. Nothing is important for tomorrow, directly, but I know I should be doing it. Dang it. I haven't any motivation.

I'm sick of this blahg.