Oh look, a pattern

Eh, it always goes like this, doesn't it. I have an incredibly fun time at school, and then when I come home, I'm initially at least pretty content for the first couple of hours, then a monotone and depression starts to sink in - and not long after that, that damn self-pity and self-loathing settles into my head and makes a comfortable nest and doesn't seem to want to leave.

Then I have dinner and I may feel happier for a while, but after dinner it takes that hour to settle back into tiredness and depression. It's such a pattern, and I know I could somehow manage to avoid that damn self-loathing part, the part that tells me that I basically suck at everything I do, I'm a kid and stupid and all that (and gosh, I even act like a goddamn 13-year-old, no insult intended, but we all know what I'm talking about).

Stupid hormones. Stupid, stupid hormones.

I just wonder, does it ever actually go away, or is the next thing we blame the overload of work studying causes on us, then the mid-life crisis and then whatnot.

Silly human nature, never being happy with what you've got. No, I mean, I'm happy with what I've got, incredibly happy and incredibly content (because the feeling of depression never comes with an articulated desire for anything), but still, something's always wrong. Even when I can't pinpoint what it is.

Selfish little brat.