I turn 20 and...

I find my present is my second worst birthday ever. One would think, that because I got what I wanted present wise(See: $$$), and more people told me happy birthday that I think anyone ever has. It might be that I'm still as depressed as I have been these past months, it could be that campus is completely empty and everything feels dead, it could be the snow and the cold. It could be all of the above, I don't know...

At least it's not my worst birthday, back in... elementry school? I got to cry myself to sleep because it was a no-school day and both of my parents were at work. Everyone was gone and not a single person told me happy birthday. As a pre-teen kid, not being told happy birthday by a single person really hits you. It's probably way up there in the 5 worst days of my life. I talked to our cats and cried a lot that day. Today isn't as bad but it is right below it. As each day goes by, my depression waxes and waines and never leaves.

I kinda want to curl into a ball and die... Oh well, I guess I'll watch some TV...

;_;