Mar 13, 2008 10:42
So, essentially, I am no longer in the world of the internet.
I don't IM, I don't really email (what fun is it when you don't get replies?), and I only ever get to talk to Jen on WoW.
But part of me really doesn't care. If you want to talk to me either call me (but I probably won't pick up, but it's possible--if I can find my phone) or email me: anne81319@gmail.com.
*sigh*
My body is exhausted but my brain won't let it sleep. It's freaked out about something.
I'm bombarded by so many emotions . . . and most of them aren't mine.
I think my mother is hiding something from me.
I don't eat much either.
I got Super Smash Bros. Brawl the other day. I played a little, but I had a fight with the Wii remote. I need the old controller, I guess.
I've been stressed. Work isn't fun anymore. It's tense and I've just about had enough of it.
My, don't I complain a lot?
Anyways, yet another day of work to do. Supposedly I get the weekend off. We'll see if I actually get to loaf around or not.
*sigh*
I miss my mom. I need a hug from her and her to tell me everything will be okay.
Because sometimes, it doesn't feel like things are going to be okay.
They will be, I know. But . . .
Anyways, I should go shelve books. I'm a glorified page.
And heck, I might have to apply to be a page anyways. If they don't let me take LATI, they can fire me.
Knowing Pratt, with their troubles with the budget, that could happen.
*shrug*
life,
work,
stress,
tired