Tie a noose around my neck and pull me down...
So glad to see you well...
So who has A Perfect Circle tickets for their April 22nd show in Toronto? Me. Who can't go because she has an exam on the 21st and 26th? ME. What girl is head-over-heels in love with THIS band and can't seem to live without their music? ME AGAIN.
Overcome and completely silent now...
My uncle is really sick and I got to spend my last few days on reading week with him. Him and my aunt came down from Portugal so he could get better medical treatment. My mom is also sick. Probably worse than she likes to inform her own daughters about. My aunt is having heart problems again and still recovering from the breast cancer. WOW. Life I Love You.
With heaven's help...
I haven't felt the need or want to be around people right now. I'm getting annoyed easily lately. It started before reading week and it's one of those things where I just wanna get my homework and assignments done in peace, but that's much easier said than done, which is pissing me off. I got a migraine last night from the noises coming from living in residence...and I'm not happy. MIGRAINES FUCKING SUCK!
You cast your demons out...
I have a Roman Civilization essay to write this weekend along with starting on a proposal and outline for my Mass Communication essay. Good News: Well, Simon has done research for a topic I'm interested in and he's thinking of ditching it, so...I get it. Bad News: Simon and Sandra broke up and I think things are going to be a little weird in that department for a while. Love fucking sucks. I miss home.
And not to pull your halo down...
I have concluded that I have way too many questions and not enough answers. Millions of things running through my head and it's only now that I wish I could put the heart and soul I once had into my writing. I used to write pages...I used to draw pictures...I used to do so many things that I no longer have the heart to even think about anymore. Maybe it's just me. I feel like my creativeness has fallen ill. I SUCK.
Around your neck and tug you off your cloud...
I'm trying to have an appetite, but I'm finding I'm forcing food down. Looks like I'm back to one meal a day. Why? I don't know. I'm trying to eat. It's hard when I feel like I ate way to much when I went home and looked in the mirror two days later and decided I gained too much weight. Anyone who replies with "you're stupid" or "you're not fat" I'm just going to ignore. I don't want to hear it.
But I'm more than just a little curious...
A short essay to update people has turned incredibly long, boring and annoying. I can only imagine someone else reading this and thinking "Is there EVER a time where this broad doesn't complain?". Answer: NO.
How you're planning to go about...
I was excited to see Andrew and Jamesie again, although they came by and I was in a bad mood and said nothing to either of them. I'm a great friend eh? YES I AM. I felt like such a bitch later when Andrew messaged me asking what's wrong. I honestly wasn't in the mood to talk, but I promised I would tell him later on whats bothering me and why I'm depressed.
Making your amends to the dead...
Fielding and Jacky are coming to visit and stay with me the weekend after March 14th. Jacky better come. She hasn't yet. Fielding will definitely come seeing as I'm not going home until after exams and I move out of residence. I miss him already. Why? I don't know. We spent every single day together and now that he's not here, I feel out of place. Maybe I just need someone to punch in the face...yes...When he comes to visit and I fight him, it'll feel normal again.
To the dead.
I'm still fucking depressed about the APC concert. I could go, but I have an exam on the 26th. I don't what I should do. It would make me content to see them. I wouldn't be surprised if I broke down at the concert while Maynard sang. Is it wrong to feel so strongly about songs I never wrote? I don't think so, but I think APC is the only thing that has saved me these past few years and I have the tickets in my hand...why does it feel so wrong to go? Maybe I should stop playing their albums...maybe I should stop thinking about everything that's shitty for just one second. I think I just want to be left alone. It's weird, I just want to be left alone, but I know so many people who just want to be confronted...FUCK. I'm going to stop thinking all together for the night.
So who has A Perfect Circle tickets for their April 22nd show in Toronto? Me. Who can't go because she has an exam on the 21st and 26th? ME. What girl is head-over-heels in love with THIS band and can't seem to live without their music? ME AGAIN.
Overcome and completely silent now...
My uncle is really sick and I got to spend my last few days on reading week with him. Him and my aunt came down from Portugal so he could get better medical treatment. My mom is also sick. Probably worse than she likes to inform her own daughters about. My aunt is having heart problems again and still recovering from the breast cancer. WOW. Life I Love You.
With heaven's help...
I haven't felt the need or want to be around people right now. I'm getting annoyed easily lately. It started before reading week and it's one of those things where I just wanna get my homework and assignments done in peace, but that's much easier said than done, which is pissing me off. I got a migraine last night from the noises coming from living in residence...and I'm not happy. MIGRAINES FUCKING SUCK!
You cast your demons out...
I have a Roman Civilization essay to write this weekend along with starting on a proposal and outline for my Mass Communication essay. Good News: Well, Simon has done research for a topic I'm interested in and he's thinking of ditching it, so...I get it. Bad News: Simon and Sandra broke up and I think things are going to be a little weird in that department for a while. Love fucking sucks. I miss home.
And not to pull your halo down...
I have concluded that I have way too many questions and not enough answers. Millions of things running through my head and it's only now that I wish I could put the heart and soul I once had into my writing. I used to write pages...I used to draw pictures...I used to do so many things that I no longer have the heart to even think about anymore. Maybe it's just me. I feel like my creativeness has fallen ill. I SUCK.
Around your neck and tug you off your cloud...
I'm trying to have an appetite, but I'm finding I'm forcing food down. Looks like I'm back to one meal a day. Why? I don't know. I'm trying to eat. It's hard when I feel like I ate way to much when I went home and looked in the mirror two days later and decided I gained too much weight. Anyone who replies with "you're stupid" or "you're not fat" I'm just going to ignore. I don't want to hear it.
But I'm more than just a little curious...
A short essay to update people has turned incredibly long, boring and annoying. I can only imagine someone else reading this and thinking "Is there EVER a time where this broad doesn't complain?". Answer: NO.
How you're planning to go about...
I was excited to see Andrew and Jamesie again, although they came by and I was in a bad mood and said nothing to either of them. I'm a great friend eh? YES I AM. I felt like such a bitch later when Andrew messaged me asking what's wrong. I honestly wasn't in the mood to talk, but I promised I would tell him later on whats bothering me and why I'm depressed.
Making your amends to the dead...
Fielding and Jacky are coming to visit and stay with me the weekend after March 14th. Jacky better come. She hasn't yet. Fielding will definitely come seeing as I'm not going home until after exams and I move out of residence. I miss him already. Why? I don't know. We spent every single day together and now that he's not here, I feel out of place. Maybe I just need someone to punch in the face...yes...When he comes to visit and I fight him, it'll feel normal again.
To the dead.
I'm still fucking depressed about the APC concert. I could go, but I have an exam on the 26th. I don't what I should do. It would make me content to see them. I wouldn't be surprised if I broke down at the concert while Maynard sang. Is it wrong to feel so strongly about songs I never wrote? I don't think so, but I think APC is the only thing that has saved me these past few years and I have the tickets in my hand...why does it feel so wrong to go? Maybe I should stop playing their albums...maybe I should stop thinking about everything that's shitty for just one second. I think I just want to be left alone. It's weird, I just want to be left alone, but I know so many people who just want to be confronted...FUCK. I'm going to stop thinking all together for the night.