Worus

Today I worked more on the Youth Alliance events management system. It’s one piece short of being done. The entire backend works perfectly. I just need to write a page to display special events. I’m quite pleased with the whole thing. Next up on the agenda is a roster so that the website displays correct contact information. This should be a lot easier than the events part. Events are more encompassing than people. However, I can forsee plenty of lines of code for the people section as well. PHP makes the world go ’round.

I talked with Dean a bit last night about how I felt. I didn’t get a chance to get a whole lot out. Like I said before, it’s hard to articulate myself when my thoughts are constantly changing. I feel better today, though. This is probably because I spent most of my night coding. Still, coding has been a nice release for me.

Tomorrow is my dad’s birthday. I’ll probably spend a good part of it coding in one form or another. I have a project that’s been assigned for algorithms so I should probably work on that as opposed to Turing.

If there’s one thing that I should have done today it was take a nap. I decided that it would make things too hard for me in the sleep department this evening. Now I’m regretting not having taken one because it’s almost eleven’o-clock and I have to do research for tomorrow.

This entire entry feels very disconnected. In short: I coded. It was fucking awesome. PHP makes the world turn.

I wish I knew what to say. I would talk about what happened on this day or that day, but I don’t think it cuts it at the moment. I don’t know how to translate what I’m feeling into words. There are words for what I’m feeling, but I go from one thought to another so much that one set of words won’t describe me for more than an hour.

Lately, when I’m alone, I have a lot of mood swings. One moment I’m completely happy, the next I’m depressed. After that, I forget what happens and the cycle seems to continue. When I’m with people, this sort of stuff doesn’t happen. I talk with them and I forget about basically everything but the conversation. Talking about random things has probably been the most liberating portion of this whole ordeal.

Still, I want these mood swings to stop. No, I don’t sleep enough; and, no, sleep is not the problem. I’m eating mostly right lately too. I’ve never had a problem eating food, and the homemade food that I’ve had lately has probably been more healthy for me than the typical restraunt or fast food that I eat. I’ve basically eliminated the possibility of a physical factors. It’s mental.