It's been a weird weekend

I don't think I've ever slept so much in my entire life. I slept all Thursday night, all day Friday, got up and read for a bit Friday evening, slept all Friday night and all damn day Saturday. I only woke up because I was thirsty.

I should really get something to eat, but I'm strangely not too hungry. Well, I guess it's not altogether strange, since I'm never hungry when I'm depressed. And as to that, it's pissing me off. I have no reason to be depressed. After all, it's just two people who are making me sad. Well, one, really. She could very well have made up a bunch of shit to tell the other, and I'd have no way of knowing.

But anyway, it's no big deal. Logically I know this, but my heart is slow to understand. Either way, there's no way I can change any of it, so...

Yep. Totally moving past it. It hurts, but I can't let it hold me back. I need to focus on finals now, although I really want to write a happy Danish one-shot. I might do that tomorrow. I've given myself the next two days to do nothing but study, with little breaks to read/write a minimal amount of fanfic in there. After finals, I'm going to start working fulltime so I can pay off school and get ready to transfer.

I can do this.