It's 4:00 am over here, and my dad is gonna wake up soon to wake the rest of us up to pray (I'm Muslim) meanwhile, I stupidly decided to do "certain arm related activities" an hour ago, so my prayer will be invalid. And I kind of don't care... I have so much to do tomorrow, but Im setting myself up for self destruction by staying awake. Why? I dunno. But it doesn't feel like depression. It feels like I'm just a horrible person.

Well, this is a GREAT way to start the day.