I hate feeling like I'm acting like a little brat because things don't go my way.

Unfortunately, I hate more than anything when I'm being disappointed. I thought something was happening two different times tonight, a fetish party and a light show/video games. Both of them failed and I just... I'm frustrated and unhappy.

It feels like I never do anything anymore. Maybe I'm just crazy and, again, bratty, but... I don't know. What the fuck, man?

Sometimes it's hard for me to let things go.

As most of us are, I'm naturally possessive of the person I'm with at the time, so like, when he asks me if it's cool for him to talk about sex with his ex-girlfriend, I'm kind of hurt and weirded out.

I guess I shouldn't care; it's not even significant, right? As long as he's not doing anything, but it usually leads there, which is quite unfortunate. This day just gets better and better. I have a 328-question packet due tomorrw. It's thirty-two pages long. That's impossible for me to finish.

I don't feel good. I'm sad and tired. I feel drained and distraught. I have a hang-over headache. *Sigh.*

Jesusfuck.