I'm a firm believer in the fact that men have hormonal fluctuations as well as women. I'm not sure what the fuck is going on but something has to explain the shitty mood at which I've arrived. It all happened after my Trumpet lesson. I was practicing a couple of the techniques that my teacher was trying to teach me, and all of a sudden I was overcome with the huge urge to give up, dash my trumpet on a rock and curl into a ball and never get up. Obviously, not normal feelings. I feel moody and ineffective and altogether unacceptable. It was an instant, horrible wave of bloated discontent. Everything I'm doing isn't good enough. Blah, blah blah....
Now, flash forward to a few minutes ago. I went to my (loathed) history class and my friend was talking about how her boyfriend dumped her and her bag was stolen in Stockton and how she can't sleep. It gave me some perspective. Sometimes, things just aren't that bad. It still doesn't change the fact that I feel inexplicably wretched. Oh well, hopefully this week will turn out somewhat better than I thought it was going to. If only.....I don't know. Nothing is really terribly wrong. There's just this subtle undertone of....
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHhhhHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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