Last night before bed, I got really sad and down and started to miss Brandon very much after he had dropped me off. I pretty much cried myself to sleep-why? I don't really know. But I ended up waking up every so often then falling back asleep. I got up extra early and tossed and turned until I could fall back asleep. I only fell back asleep for a good 10 minutes until I awoke again. So the morning wasn't very good. I had a feeling it was going to be a really crappy day. I got to school and after I got into my first hour class, it wasn't too bad. Everything seemed to have been going good other than the fact that I couldn't get Brandon off my mind and all of the remediation I had to do for AP Euro. Brandon picked me up from school/and Hanna and we went to my house so we could take apart my bed and put the new one in. Things...felt intense..and I'm pretty sure we were on eachothers nerves. It was very uncomfortable for me...I don't know. After I did my homework I got hair dye to dye my hair black. The only people who currently know is Brandon and my family. Tomorrow shall be interesting as far as the comments that will be made. No one else's opinion really matters, except Brandon's. Which was a negative opinion, although most of my life that's what my hair color has been. Black. I guess he really doesn't like it, but I don't really know what to tell him because it's my hair-my choice. He gets that. I just don't think he gets to what extent his words hurt. I appreciate his opinion, but it really lowers my self-esteem for him to sit there and stare in dismay..lol. At least that's what it sure as hell seemed/looked like. Then I got anxiety from a mixture of many different feelings and situations, but I pushed through it...with Brandon's help. Right now my eyes are getting really heavy. x_x. Bleh. I need to sleep.