Jan 16, 2005 00:46
So, I decided I really hate January. With a passion. It's the worst and most pointless month in the whole year. It's cold- not the good, brisk cold but the freezing, uncomfortable cold. Every January, without fail, I put myself down to the point where I start to beat myself up over every mistake that I make. It's a really bad habit and this is why every year after the holidays are over I dread January so much. Plus, I haven't been as busy lately as I usually am. This, in turn, gives me more time to think over and over again about everything which isn't a good thing. Oh right, and last night I had the most horrible dream. I dreamt I was with a whole group of camp people and some directors were calling out the names of who made CIT and I wasn't one of them. I dream-cried so hard it's not even funny. And I remember talking to Lark and Emily who both got in and I think Julian did too. But Julian was hugging me. And I just remember feeling utterly alone. :( I want February to come more than anything. oh God, I'm sorry for bitching but I just needed to get that out.