nothing to write
im so fucked. i have to write this essay and i cant think of anything. well thats not exactly true. i kinda know what i want to write, i just cant get the next step into words. im not going to sleep tonight. its just not going to happen. s'ok though. itll be the first time this semester. which is impressive.
the weird part about tonight...and most of the semester really, is that i dont feel anxiety. i sohuld be blowing up by now. i know i would be last year. but im not. im rather calm. im just sitting here, chillin. writing in this journal. this no anxiety thing is weird.
i mean its cool from a i dont feel like im having a heartache anymore perspective. which previously was something i felt alot. there were alot thigns that got me stressed before this year, most of them dont anymore. in fact theres really only one thing that does anymore. at any rate. the bad side of this no anxiety thing is that now i have very little strong motivation when its crunch time. which sux. so i dunno.
i have to get back to writing that paper now though. peace fools.
the weird part about tonight...and most of the semester really, is that i dont feel anxiety. i sohuld be blowing up by now. i know i would be last year. but im not. im rather calm. im just sitting here, chillin. writing in this journal. this no anxiety thing is weird.
i mean its cool from a i dont feel like im having a heartache anymore perspective. which previously was something i felt alot. there were alot thigns that got me stressed before this year, most of them dont anymore. in fact theres really only one thing that does anymore. at any rate. the bad side of this no anxiety thing is that now i have very little strong motivation when its crunch time. which sux. so i dunno.
i have to get back to writing that paper now though. peace fools.