My eyes are shooting sparks
i have a knack for doing things the wrong way.
i keep feeling like i'm going to slip back into sad. i slipped way into sad when i was in NY and i came out here to forget about that. but here I am again. things pile up. I want to be alone, but when i am alone i just feel lonely. what was that line i liked so much? oh yeah - I need a crowd of people, but I can't face them day to day.
At least its sunny here. I wish it was sunny in florida. I can't believe how well my parents are taking this hurricane. its inspiring. Everything they had is gone, and they are so... OK with it. I guess I'd probably be the same if it were me, but since its my parents, it stresses the hell out of me. I feel totally helpless out here. I feel guilty for hot showers, lights, clean water, and sunshine. I feel guilty for beds, clothes, computers, instruments and a car.
School is getting better, i just need to keep up, and try harder to concentrate. I need to stop looking at pictures of pensacola.
I'm always talking shit about people. I do most of the shit that I talk shit about. I guess everyone does. It just seems like every time i get a second chance to try to do it the right way, I don't. I just do it the wrong way - but in a different way.
i keep feeling like i'm going to slip back into sad. i slipped way into sad when i was in NY and i came out here to forget about that. but here I am again. things pile up. I want to be alone, but when i am alone i just feel lonely. what was that line i liked so much? oh yeah - I need a crowd of people, but I can't face them day to day.
At least its sunny here. I wish it was sunny in florida. I can't believe how well my parents are taking this hurricane. its inspiring. Everything they had is gone, and they are so... OK with it. I guess I'd probably be the same if it were me, but since its my parents, it stresses the hell out of me. I feel totally helpless out here. I feel guilty for hot showers, lights, clean water, and sunshine. I feel guilty for beds, clothes, computers, instruments and a car.
School is getting better, i just need to keep up, and try harder to concentrate. I need to stop looking at pictures of pensacola.
I'm always talking shit about people. I do most of the shit that I talk shit about. I guess everyone does. It just seems like every time i get a second chance to try to do it the right way, I don't. I just do it the wrong way - but in a different way.