K...why do I feel like someone ripped out my heart and stepped on it? Blah. Christa is moving right after dinner around 6. I've been hiding away under my blankets on my couch since noon not speaking to anyone. It feels like my life is falling apart and I know I'm complaining and it's stupid but this sucks so bad. I don't want Christa or Teresa to leave and I don't want to leave. Icky, I feel so gross and I want to throw up and go to sleep and just run and never stop all at the same time.....I'm not a very fun person to be around anymore I don't think. That kinda sucks for my friends. There's no way I can go to the Logan Aquatic Center tonight. I feel way to blah to go. I've been so sad this week and now it's even worse. I think I'm gonna go call Christa. I miss her so fricking bad that I think I am gonna die. Eh...I just don't know anymore and it seems like everyone is so mad as someone or something and it's making me sad. Oh well, hopefully I get over it and I'm sorry for anyone who read this because they thought it was important. My journal never is.