Cursed

i love the way my eyes change colors when i cry. so while i was sobbing today, i decided to take advantage of it!

and if you're wondering, i was sobbing because: "You did receive my response some weeks ago telling you about my mom and uterine cancer, right? Her treatments ended last week."
my spanish teacher from high school [basically my favorite teacher of all time] responded to my email from a while ago, and i never got it. and i just feel horrible.

and i'm an emotional wreck because i was decreasing my meds. bad idea apparently.



ps good to know i'm still cursed when it comes to technology