I don't know what to call this

I am not quite sure if anyone will see this other than my group but I need another blog and so I figured I would talk about it on here. I had kind of a bad weekend. I know its only Saturday, but I feel like my weekend starts on Thursday. This blog is going to be very vague, but in a way i feel that this class has changed me. It sounds kind of stupid to say that because it is an entry level freshman class, but when i got home last night, i was very sad. I want to talk about the full story with someone but i don't know who to do to. All the things I want to say, i type out and then realize that this will be permanent and then i mash my delete key. The only safe way for me to figure out my thoughts at the time was my writing into the say journal. I am not much of an emotional person and i am not much for writing my feelings, but i figured it was the only safe, judgement free place that i could write. I ended up writing a poem that expresses my feelings and is meant to go to someone, but i can't decide if that is a good choice. I spent so much time writing it and it felt like ten minutes. Its is the most true and to the heart thing i have ever written and i am too afraid how it will be taken. I know this blog does not have to much to do with you, but i just wanted to get a little bit on my problems off my chest. I don't know what kind of picture i want to end this with. I was going to post a picture of my day book but that is just a composition notebook. So in an attempt to lighten to mood a little, here is a funny picture i found a few weeks ago.

Also i have realized that when you are happy, you enjoy the music you listen to. When you are sad, you understand the lyrics. Kind of  a weird thing when you listen to a song that has been on you phone for over a year and just now you understand the lyrics.