I got my grades today for this hellish semester, and they were better than I thought they'd be. I've almost always done well in classes, but I've always felt the need to downplay it because most of my other friends didn't get the kind of grades I got, and I didn't want to feel like I was bragging in front of them. But this semester was by and large the hardest one I've ever had (and the most stressful), and I worked my ass off, especially studying for finals. I'm damn proud of my work, and I don't want to feel like I have to hide the fact that I fucking earned this. I may be pretty smart, but this intelligence didn't get me these grades this semester: working really fucking hard did, and I feel good about what I've done.

I really needed this today too, because people have just been ignoring me lately. I've felt like an unwanted piece of trash who everyone avoids and never calls back and only even answers the phone when I call because they don't know it's me. Over the past week, almost everyone I know just seems to have cast me aside. Fuck it, that just gives me more time to write and make my novel good, or so I keep telling myself. That's also why God invented wine....

Random thought of the day: Someone needs to kick The Idiot in the balls; maybe then he'd stop thinking with them in regards to America's foreign policy.