well!
today sucked!
... during lit i cried, during assembly i cried, and during DONNO when else will i break down in tears. HAHA. i cried during lit while watching this poem on slide show:

Suicide in the Trenches by Seigfried Sassoon (1886-1967) a wartime English poet.

I knew a simple soilder boy
Who grinned at lige in empty joy,
Slept soundly through the lonesome dark,
And whistled early with the lark.

In winter trenches, cowed and glum,
With crumps and lice and lack of rum,
He put a bullet through his brain.
No one spoke of him again.

You smug-faced crowed with kindling eye
Who cheer when soilder lads march by,
Sneak home and pray you'll never know
The hell where youth and laughter go.