This is modern art. I call it "anger".
Sometimes I don't handle it very well. It starts off with bombing a test so I try to hold it in, but it ends up turning into one big fat sulk. Then I don't get a letter from my brother again so that brings on me raising my voice. Then I lock myself out of my apartment so I throw the mailbox key against my RA's door and get her to come open the door for me. Then I remember the best way to feel better is to provide service, so I make my RA a big card with sharpies telling her thank you [but I end up throwing one of the sharpies against the wall and it gets stuck behind the blinds somehow...] and that makes me feel a little better. Then I end up eating too much Earnestly Chocolate straight from the carton. again.
Did I mention I shouldn't even be blogging right now? I have a volcano of a mound of homework to be doing. I'm not going to be sleeping tonight.
Oh, and in case you were wondering, this is what Earnestly Chocolate looks like:
....kinda. It's close enough though.
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