i feel sin coming on
tomorrow i have no finals, however, i still have to get up early for a neurology appointment down town. im' hungry. i don't think it's raining, but i can't tell because the A/C is loud. i hear thunder though.
i babysat tonight, the kids pretty much just chilled by themselves. and by kids i mean, one kid and one 16 yr old who just sort of kept to himself.
today--math final, i forgot to check if my presentation sent itself, and suprisingly it didn't. i did it from memory and he was impressed, i think he thought i just didn't do anything. i sent it to him later from greg's e-mail because mine apparently hates me.
i have to stop sitting in front of the computer&going online. it's really unhealthy and wierd. i don't really understand what online conversations are. they seem so superficial, even when you think that you're having a "good" conversation, it's so slow and false. i used to take things so seriously online. now i just want to go sit outside, except it's all wet. and bala cynwyd smells funny tonight. :/
i feel like somethings tangled in my chest and i'm too lazy to see what is out of sorts. i guess, i am. i can't believe that school still hasn't ended. jr year is dying. RIP.
when i was outside tonight between drops of rain i saw fire flies. they are beautiful and lonely. the lightening outsideo of my window keeps turning clouds ink blue. i truely wish you were sleeping next to me tonight.
today i started sewing a skirt from a tee shirt @ gregs and the needle on the machine broke. that wasn't cool/fun. yawn. i was going to make mallory a clear duct tape wallet like the one i made for cc, but i just didn't feel motivated.
i feel distanced from myself. but not in a negative way. i feel worried, but removed, and contended and tired. very tired.
i babysat tonight, the kids pretty much just chilled by themselves. and by kids i mean, one kid and one 16 yr old who just sort of kept to himself.
today--math final, i forgot to check if my presentation sent itself, and suprisingly it didn't. i did it from memory and he was impressed, i think he thought i just didn't do anything. i sent it to him later from greg's e-mail because mine apparently hates me.
i have to stop sitting in front of the computer&going online. it's really unhealthy and wierd. i don't really understand what online conversations are. they seem so superficial, even when you think that you're having a "good" conversation, it's so slow and false. i used to take things so seriously online. now i just want to go sit outside, except it's all wet. and bala cynwyd smells funny tonight. :/
i feel like somethings tangled in my chest and i'm too lazy to see what is out of sorts. i guess, i am. i can't believe that school still hasn't ended. jr year is dying. RIP.
when i was outside tonight between drops of rain i saw fire flies. they are beautiful and lonely. the lightening outsideo of my window keeps turning clouds ink blue. i truely wish you were sleeping next to me tonight.
today i started sewing a skirt from a tee shirt @ gregs and the needle on the machine broke. that wasn't cool/fun. yawn. i was going to make mallory a clear duct tape wallet like the one i made for cc, but i just didn't feel motivated.
i feel distanced from myself. but not in a negative way. i feel worried, but removed, and contended and tired. very tired.