I'm scared to go back to hell. The hell people call school. The very place where social hierarchy is made. I cried today watching Lovely Bones. It felt stupid to cry. I feel weak more than ever now. I don't know why. It's very cold outside, but I still have my fan on, it feels good to be cold. My fingers are slightly numd, and my eyes are starting to blur as the last twenty minutes of January 3rd...