Angst Angst Angst

I apologize for not having the last 3 days of posts up. The stupid internet that I'm paying for here only works half the time. Ridiculous, I know. So here is the post for Friday:

I'm in another one of those 'moods'. I have no reason for it. My homework is done, (ish) it's a Friday night, and I'm going to see one of my old friends at his Welcome Home this weekend. I hate it when I have no explanation for my angst. I hate angst in general. I think it's uber annoying. My roommate wants to run around and see all these people. I have no desire. What I really want to do is crawl into bed. It's only 8:30. Wonderful.
Hilary thinks it's because we are sick. We have super odd sleeping schedules, we hardly ever eat, and when we do finally eat, it's so unhealthy. I feel like Lorelai Gilmore on Gilmore Girls, only she had energy and was happy most of the time. I'm not.
I think I am just going to go to sleep . . .