Tears and fears

Nov 01, 2007 15:55

I want to cut off all my hair. Just shave it all off and care less. I can't though. I hate my hair...my eyes too...which are disgusting and watery and red. Not to mention dull and empty. I look like a hobo.

I wish I was a hobo.

I forgot what street my apartment was on today. Just plum forgot. I had to wander up two streets that weren't mine before I remembered where I was.

I can't remember my voice-mail password. I've had the same one since I got a cell phone at the end of 8th grade. It's frustrating.

I can't understand why my head won't shut up.

I have a cold, it's a pretty bad cold. My inhaler is almost out. I don't want to go back to the doctor. I never sleep the night before.

Nyquil is supposed to knock me out. It made me throw up. I tried Benadryl...and that crap Unisom which was a waste of money.

No food...Peppi's for dinner again. Kitchen is a mess.

Re-arranged the apartment. I feel better.

I hate sunshine. It gives me a headache.

Grampity paid for tickets to Oregon over winter break. I finally have something to look forward to.

Mollie will be home in a few months. We are going to watch the X-Files. I miss that. More than anyone can imagine.
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