punishment

I felt like punishing myself tonight for going over 1000 again. I didn't have an urge to cut really, but I was telling myself to cut. I felt like I needed to cut myself to punish myself for "sinning". It's fucked up when you try to talk yourself into cutting. I didn't end up cutting. Instead, I made a collage. It's shitty (and negative) but it distracted me for a good hour and fifteen minutes.
The rest of my day was good I suppose.
School was fine. I think I'm screwed for my math test on Tuesday. I have to work on sequence(s) equations, sums and Sigma Notation. 0.o That's a lot of stuff. Oh boy.
I finished reading the last chapter for my intro test tomorrow. I even printed out the study guide. Go me! lol.
My head hurts. I think it's from the smell of gasoline coming up from the basement. Hopefully I won't die in my sleep tonight. 0.o
Okay, I guess that's all. Boring post.

Positives:
-I didn't "act out".
-I read the last chapter for my test.
-I did something constructive with my time.
-I filled out my diary card the actual day it happened. 0.o

Night lovelies!