I'm in that mood again. It probably only happens every couple of months, but I can't figure out any sort of pattern. It hits hardest especially after I've been really up and optimistic for a while. It's that mood when you think the world is out to get you. And everything bugs me. The way that my roommates get up so early (like 7am) and don't even try to be quiet. Or how about how Sara was so condescending about the teacher's college discussion we had. I'm ultra-sensitive, and I know that I am taking things too seriously and too much to heart, but sometimes I don't want to deal with the sarcasm. I want everyone to walk on eggshells...because I feel like one harsh joke and I can break down in tears. And to top it off we're having a huge snowstorm in April and I can't get my hands to warm up. I don't want to come out of my bedroom, my lower back aches from typing two essays in the last 36 hours...and everyone gets to go out for a drink but I have to finish writing about the effects of wartime propaganda on women's roles in the workplace. UHHHHH!!!!!! But don't worry...I'm sure I'll feel back to my crazily-optimistic, energetic self tommorrow! Maybe I need a day like this once in a while to remind myself that i'm not superhuman and that I am cannot be eternally happy and optimistic 365 days of the year. But whatever it is I hope it passes soon. At least I'm going home and seeing my family (and kitty) tommorrow. Yeah!