...absolutely terribly.

So. 's away for a week. And I actually don't know what to do with myself. I broke down on saturday night before he left, I cried to him on the phone yesterday while he was in departure. I got better on the night, feeling quite bouncy, but that's only probably cause I was on sugar deprivation high cause I hadn't had a proper meal since Saturday.

And now I'm depressed all over again. And I've got till Sunday. AND BASTARD HORMONES ARE MAKING IT WORSE.

I've contacted one or two from my year in school who... just didn't bother to get back to me so I have this general impression that no one really cares. Aside him. I figure the group only really talk to me.. is cause I'm his. essentially. And now he's not here no one's talking back.
I feel like if I didn't have him, I don't think anyone would really notice if I disappeared.

Fuck. I'm probably depressed. Well. I don't know. I best ask my doctor about that tomorrow too.



On a very minor (and I mean very minor) I completed Jak X. Fucking finally.