But this last week, while many wonderful things happened, has been pure hell. It's really taken a toll on my mood, and I feel so blase. But at the same time, I'm very very happy. On top of being miserable, and happy at all once, I'm PMSing and all over the map.
Oy.
I really hope this week goes well. I'm very nervous about my class (we need to cover 4 units in 4 classes and write the final next Friday), worried about what the final diagnosis fro Kia will be, and mourning the very-possible loss of my very first car, which makes me cry like a two year old.
I'm finding myself irritated with so many things this week. Every little thing seems to be too much for me to handle. I don't feel like this very often, and I don't like it. I feel uncomfortable in my own head.
But then I look at my ring and I smile all the way to my soul.
It is all so confusing.
