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Let's just say that I'm depressed.
About a lot of things.
I'm depressed that I treated Ben so badly, yelling at him more in this one weekend than I have in the entirety of our relationship.
I'm depressed that I got a really bad crit today where the teachers basically told me my roof is great but everything else is trash.
I'm depressed that I forgot a CD so I had to run home and was late for dance.
I'm depressed that the teacher finally decided to let me dance even though I showed up after plies, and seemed to even have saved me my usual center front spot.
I'm depressed that I couldn't do any turns today.
I'm depressed that Archi-tectonics doesn't need any more interns.
I'm depressed that I'm probably not going to find a job this summer.
I'm depressed that there won't be a dance class next year.
I'm depressed.
I'm going to go and finish crying now.