Ah, cookies can fix almost anything...

Actually, I was feeling better before that. "That" being the time that I ate cookies. 4 of them. Mmm... cookies.

For now, I'm happy. My history essay hasn't killed me yet, either. At one point, I had about twice as many words as I needed to, but now I've gotten it down to a more reasonable length. All I need to do is write my conclusion and finish my whittling.

I seriously can't wait until I get my computer. One more month to go! Yes!

Eh, well, I guess my cloud of depression has moved on to go rain on someone else. Hopefully not the dog, she hates being wet. I guess for now I'm ok with being selfish. If all you do is worry about other people, you can't accomplish anything that matters to you. And, it's not like being selfish is the same as being completely isolated from other people. You still interact with them. So, no one can be completely selfish, and no one can be completely unselfish... I guess none of it is really important as long as you have people you care about, and who care about you.

Well, back to history.