so sometimes things happen that rub me the wrong way. sometimes these things make me freak out. get too emotionally involved. make quick irrational decisions.
i get worked up. and sometimes, being the person to tell me i'm getting worked up over nothing is not the best/most fun job to have. (sorry dad).
don't worry. i'm ok. i've had a second to breathe. i even cried for 3 seconds. and now i'm fine. i'm going to sleep it off. and in the morning, i'm going to realize even more so than i do now that dad was right. there's nothing i can do about it but have a cool head.
tomorrow is a new day.
tomorrow will be great.
80 days from now will be great.
6 days from now will be great.
25 days from now will be great.
5 days from now will be great.
see? i'm feeling better already....