whoaaa insomnia [note the icon]
i doubt people even read these things anymore...remember when LJ was a happenin' social network? sweet life.
anyway.
it's after 5 in the morning, and i haven't been to bed. i don't really feel like i need to sleep tonight. day. morning. ....tomorning isn't a word. it should be.
i've been writing a paper for english and listening to coldplay. i'm taking a little break from the paper part.
i don't know if i like where i am right now. physically, yes. i love etown. duh.
i meant in the...metaphysical sense.
"a whisper" has this noise in it that i always, ALWAYS think is a cell phone [MY cell phone] vibrating. for the record, it's not.
so, negative energy. i never used to be a negative person. i don't like being a negative person. where did this come from? it should stop. i should stop.
obviously easier said than done.
i talked with sara for about an hour and a half on the phone before i even started to work on this paper, and it put me in a fantastic mood.
i just really want to spend time with everyone who means a lot to me this summer. and not worry about dumb shit.
for the record, the various employees of drexeline do NOT qualify as people who mean a lot to me.
maybe i won't skip my class tomorrow. i did get a lot of this done. here's a nice trick: write most of your paper single-spaced, and periodically check how long it is double-spaced. it's amazing.
i think i need to reprioritize. it is really so important to remain signed on to AIM for eternity? i used to think so. i'd rationalize that no one would be able to get in touch with me. the truth is, those that want to do so have other communication methods to utilize.
i'm...hungry? i also have work in roughly 5 hours and 40 minutes. but i'm okay with that.
there was just a lull in my music, and i could hear birds chirping.
i love being up this late. i feel like i'm the only person alive. everything's so quiet. and calm. and perfect.
sometimes i almost wish i didn't need sleep. it'd be worth it, just to have this feeling all the time. solitude, i think, is the word i'm looking for.
that ended in a preposition and i don't care.
anyway.
it's after 5 in the morning, and i haven't been to bed. i don't really feel like i need to sleep tonight. day. morning. ....tomorning isn't a word. it should be.
i've been writing a paper for english and listening to coldplay. i'm taking a little break from the paper part.
i don't know if i like where i am right now. physically, yes. i love etown. duh.
i meant in the...metaphysical sense.
"a whisper" has this noise in it that i always, ALWAYS think is a cell phone [MY cell phone] vibrating. for the record, it's not.
so, negative energy. i never used to be a negative person. i don't like being a negative person. where did this come from? it should stop. i should stop.
obviously easier said than done.
i talked with sara for about an hour and a half on the phone before i even started to work on this paper, and it put me in a fantastic mood.
i just really want to spend time with everyone who means a lot to me this summer. and not worry about dumb shit.
for the record, the various employees of drexeline do NOT qualify as people who mean a lot to me.
maybe i won't skip my class tomorrow. i did get a lot of this done. here's a nice trick: write most of your paper single-spaced, and periodically check how long it is double-spaced. it's amazing.
i think i need to reprioritize. it is really so important to remain signed on to AIM for eternity? i used to think so. i'd rationalize that no one would be able to get in touch with me. the truth is, those that want to do so have other communication methods to utilize.
i'm...hungry? i also have work in roughly 5 hours and 40 minutes. but i'm okay with that.
there was just a lull in my music, and i could hear birds chirping.
i love being up this late. i feel like i'm the only person alive. everything's so quiet. and calm. and perfect.
sometimes i almost wish i didn't need sleep. it'd be worth it, just to have this feeling all the time. solitude, i think, is the word i'm looking for.
that ended in a preposition and i don't care.