Feel like I should balance the negative post below with a positive one, so here goes.

Things are going well, if a bit quiet. Each day is weighed and found wanting, but it's hard to really say why or if things could be better. I need to find housing for my next semester.

*shrug*

I experienced a sort of dull sharp pain in my chest today, after feeling that my heart was beating too fast.

It's damn unfair. I drink coffee and tea in addition to the stimulant medication I take for ADHD. What the fuck am I supposed to do?

The god damn genies from above made me so that I need a constant stream of caffeine/stimulants, and now I'm experiencing heart pain - in my twenties???

Umm

I was talking with a girl I vaguely know and she was telling me about her problems with a syndrome that causes her to be sexually aroused all the time.

Uh-huh.

I remember reading about a man who was listing at the end of the day the things that made his day a good day. He wrote, "Jane in reception smiled at me."

When I read that, I laughed inside. I felt scorn.

Today, a cute girl from Puerto Rico messaged me. It really made my day that much more exciting.

Life often gives me moments where I realize someone else's perspective, or appreciate something new, or just get a new perspective. It's humbling.

In terms of mood, today was mostly good. I started the day off a little nervous but once things got rolling they went well. I wrote an article on sleep apnea which I don't feel so good about.

I wanted to hit the gym today but didn't.

I thought today that I had become stuck in a rut so to speak. Each day is pretty much the same.

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Last week was very rough, at the same time as it was somewhat exhilarating. My new website, as per first link, has been growing well, gaining over 300 visitors in the first week.

Its design, however, sucks. And I want to grow bigger, better.

And I had two breakdowns this week. Serious breakdowns, crying, mental anguish, et cetra. It can't just be because of stopping the remeron, which I resumed a few days ago. I think I'm pushing myself too hard.

But what else is there for me to do? Damn it.

This blog really sucks these days. I don't know what to put in it, though.

I could put in random anecdotes, random whatever, but...

Sometimes I almost cry, thinking about how much I love my father, and how worried I am something will happen to him.

Fuck, fuck fuck.

I swear to god, it's amazing.

It's amazing.