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placid

i kinda feel like i'm on drugs. Not in a bad way. Just that I don't feel anything, really. I almost feel like my head is stuffed with warm air, and that because of the air, I can't focus on much.

Actually, I can focus, but I can't do anything about it.

Bad things keep happening. My dad's in jail. My sister had child protective services called on her. (They didn't see anything wrong, but it was really tough on her). I should feel heartbroken. (A certain guy and I aren't getting together because he's graduating and he doesn't want a long distance relationship.) My pay cut is the only thing that even begins to get a rise out of me.

I might take a nap instead of going to the football game tonight.