Dear Diary,
If you ask me about my day, I'll tell you it was just like any other... if you ask me how I feel, I'll tell you I'm sad... I had an argument with my brother and mother, and then I went out to help a friend. I always feel good when I help people, but today I felt as if they were using me. I know they aren't but I felt there was another solution or they could deal with it. I haven't slept yet, and I have to get up early. I'm hoping that the next two weeks go as smoothly as possible.