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I have no hair...it's black again...and my world is round. I seem to have worked out my issues...I'm not sure why they existed and I'm sure I won't soon. Everyone was so worried about me last night because they couldn't find me but I went to a party with Chris. I think he realized that I was pissed at him and was trying to make me feel better. Maybe I need to take pills or something so I stop having these weird episodes. It just seems like everything that happens to me happens at once and it all piles up together and weighs me down. *sigh* And I feel the need to always be happy.
