Have You Seen My Sanity?

I think I've lost it.

I'm keeping up with the 365 Days thing ish, I just haven't submitted any. I'll probably submit a crapton of stuff tomorrow, since I have a free night (that is, I'm assuming I have a free night), but then I'm going to be off the radar until Sunday night at the earliest. I might get my new computer soon though!

But anyway, back to me losing it.

We had a school-wide "girl talk" yesterday about why not to get drunk and/or look like a prostitute. Gotta love Catholic schools. But what really ticked me off was when my principal was talking about how lovely we are, and mentioned the recent bomb threat at my school, and told us all that we were really good about being supportive and such and such etc. Then she said that we all needed to be sure to tell the administration about people who had "sick"--and then she stopped herself, and changed it to "depressed" thoughts.

OH. OH REALLY. REALLY NOW. ARE YOU THAT INSENSITIVE?

Here's a life-skill, friends. Never, EVER, call a depressed person "sick." One large part of many depression cases is low self-esteem. So go ahead and lower their self-esteem even more by pointing out how much of a problem they have and how "sick" their minds are. Really. Go ahead. I was THIS CLOSE to punching someone yesterday after that...

Anyway, words that are pissing me off today:

Play, archbishop, cut, baseball, Italian, hug, touch, seatbelt, English, British, people, sick, note, Kony (GO LOOK THAT UP AND SPREAD THE WORD)

What word is making me feel a little better? Schadenfreude.

"Is laughing at your own pain schadenfreude?" "No, that's just masochism."

I'm going to be so surprised if I make it through this week without killing someone/myself. Really surprised.

Tata~! (eye twitch)

~Mattie

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