well, i ended up being late for english lit, and i have no more late slips left. oh well. that's the way the cookie crumbles i suppose. people are really annoying. mrah. i think i'm about to be kicked off the fucking computer. bastards! rawr! jackass library nonsense. yeah, i know i'm swearing a lot, but oh well. chris seems annoyed with me or something. i don't know. am i getting annoyed with him? i feel like i've lost my friendships, because i've only hung out with my friends once in three entire weeks. i love him, but i need space sometimes. but how do i tell him that without me saying something stupid that will hurt him? i always say stupid shit. he told me yesterday that he feels like he can't ever say anything without me freaking out and 'tearing a strip off of him'. i don't see it that way. i'm really sarcastic, and all my friends are used to it now, and he just isn't. i don't want to change to suit someone elses ideals. i REFUSE to compromise my identity to have someone love me. if he loves me, then he has to love me the way that i am- sarcasm and all. i'm trying not to be so sharp with him though, but it's hard because that's how i am. if sarcasm could kill, no one would be alive after they meet me. i don't want to hurt him, but i always manage to say or do something wrong. and then when i ask him what's wrong he gets mad and says that nothing's bothering him, so then something really is wrong, because i bothered him about it. arg! i hate the confusion and the nonsense that comes along with loving someone like this. the one, the only, laura michelle* p.s. my head hurts, and i think i have a tumor behind my right eyeball. toodles.