I've rearranged my room. I thought I needed a new work environment. But I messed it up already. I procrastinated. And binged on cereal.

I'm tired.

I feel ashamed. I procrastinate and complain about my summer homework, when there are people who wanted to take the class but didn't make it in. I binge and restrict when there are people who are starving. I yell at my parents and get into arguments with my siblings when there are people who don't have a family or have one that doesn't care. I feel unworthy of so many things. I feel so lucky sometimes. And I don't know how to not take things for granted. Do I do that by refusing things or do I take advantage of it and revel in it? Yesterday, I was rather productive. I had come to the conclusion that I should do my best with my homework, so that I would actually be deserving of my spot in class. Today, I feel like I don't care.

I feel so uncomfortable living my life sometimes.

I'm going to Disneyland tomorrow.