its' that kind of mad frustration...the kind that has me blinking back tears of anger. i feel like a little kid again, and I've just been told that i can't go to my friend's house to sleep over. and i want to cry. i know that it won't solve anything, and it's probably not the most mature reaction, but that's what I'm feeling right now. if i didn't know better, i would kick the wall really hard, but that's not a wise thing to do either.
i just gotta keep reminding myself that things like this happen. and I'm going to do everything i can to make sure I'm never, ever in this situation again. ever.