play by play 1
so the puffer fish is finally up and trying to start my day. honestly, anticipate a rough day. must learn to be less sensitive and how to let go. something to do with once the sadness takes over it is hard to shake, even with a task at hand. well, especially with a task at hand.
trying to shake the funny feeling i have in my core. trying to stop making predictions about the future. trying to remember why primary amyloidosis occurs. trying to think happy thoughts and fly to neverland.
i wish i had someone to talk to about these things. everyone is busy and i dont want to hinder their studying either. alot of them just wouldnt understand. the one who would is always very inaccessible but always has a way of making me feel like super woman. she gets mad at things for me and helps me see things from a different perspective. wish she wasnt so far away.
that and i have been realizing that i still havent found my niche. i feel like some pong ball bouncing from one group to another b/c no one is really ready to take me into their group. always feel like some sort of intruider who isnt privy to private jokes. need a best friend. i dont think i had anyone like that since josh.
alrignt, i feel like i am ready to pick myself up and dust myself off. studying is calling my name. will find an ice pack to make the swelling go down. "oh dear," said Alice, "I do wish i hadn't cried so much."
wish me luck. i call for the support from the universe and all things scholarly. I invoke strength and patience and all things that will help me feel whole again.
trying to shake the funny feeling i have in my core. trying to stop making predictions about the future. trying to remember why primary amyloidosis occurs. trying to think happy thoughts and fly to neverland.
i wish i had someone to talk to about these things. everyone is busy and i dont want to hinder their studying either. alot of them just wouldnt understand. the one who would is always very inaccessible but always has a way of making me feel like super woman. she gets mad at things for me and helps me see things from a different perspective. wish she wasnt so far away.
that and i have been realizing that i still havent found my niche. i feel like some pong ball bouncing from one group to another b/c no one is really ready to take me into their group. always feel like some sort of intruider who isnt privy to private jokes. need a best friend. i dont think i had anyone like that since josh.
alrignt, i feel like i am ready to pick myself up and dust myself off. studying is calling my name. will find an ice pack to make the swelling go down. "oh dear," said Alice, "I do wish i hadn't cried so much."
wish me luck. i call for the support from the universe and all things scholarly. I invoke strength and patience and all things that will help me feel whole again.