My Easter weekend has been a physically and emotional drain to the max. 
I swear to God, my life is all drama.
Well, I won't go into too much detail but I will say that when things get freaky for me, I tend to do things in an attempt to change it, possibly even to control some small detail buried within an uncontrollable situation. 
I cut my hair off.
I skipped school today because I was utterly exhausted and then I cut my hair off.
I'm not sure how I feel about it right now. 
It isn't a bad haircut and I like it.  It's just the fact that I do these things when life gets too out of hand.  I never really thought about it until now, but I suppose a desperate attempt at having complete control on SOME aspect of my life, no matter how small, when it seems like all control has been taken from me is exactly what this is.  Is that weak?  Maybe a little delusional?  I mean...really, how much control did I actually have in giving in to this urge?
Strange, isn't it?  How people grasp onto whatever they can in order to cope?