I skipped work today, didn't want to go anyways. I ordered 12 circle lens for Andy, Henry, Rachel, and I. The total cost was $200+. I'm pretty tired, yet why am I still here. Maybe it's because I want to talk to someone*, but that someone* just isn't taking their part, very well. Am I really that much of a friend? Or is it one-sided? I think a lot, but I can't help it. I can't help talking to you. Though every time I do, I think so negatively, and it's not helping. At some times I try to act happy and ditzy, but you are not responding as enthusiastic. I feel like giving up, this time, 3rd is not the charm.