Whoa Nelly...
Okay... Let's look at this. It is currently 3:23 and I can't sleep. Why? I hate evrything in my life right now. There is at least two people whose face I would like to scream into. And once I see them, I probably won't, because they will say something logical that will make me not angry anymore, but as soon as they go away, I will go right back to hating them. (Please don't ask me who the people are, I don't want to tell you. If I did, I would have written their names. I am way too pissed off for anonimity to mean shit to me right now. I just feel like leeping this inside. M'kay?)
Well the hate, plus the nasuea because I think I am getting sick means that sleep is out of the question. I just got out of the shower and I stood there for about twenty minutes just contemplating what is going on. Formulating plans on how to kill them, or how to talk to them. Deciding who I am going to enlist as spies. Deciding if my rage is justified or not. (It is!)
I am starting to get tired. I hope this works and I don't pass out in the middle of class. I want these people to be awake so I can yell at them. I wonder if the conversations will play out the way I am envisioning them in my head.
I don't feel like I am making sense. I hate this. I hate the way this feels. Plus I am starting to miss my friends from Brewster. I miss you Brett, Sean and Spence. I miss Rachel.
I have been feeling so vulnerable lately. Which is bad, maybe. I just want to go home and play with the kittens until all of this goes away.
Okay, now here is what I don't want. Do not respond to this with the standard, "Don't worry Kevin, It will get better." That's bullshit! Don't do it. It may sound like the right thing to say, but it's not. Trust me. Refrain. I am lookin at you Dana, Courtney, Rachel. Just think for a moment, "Is this going to make him roll his eyes? Is this going to make him hate me?" That should be a good guide.
Well the hate, plus the nasuea because I think I am getting sick means that sleep is out of the question. I just got out of the shower and I stood there for about twenty minutes just contemplating what is going on. Formulating plans on how to kill them, or how to talk to them. Deciding who I am going to enlist as spies. Deciding if my rage is justified or not. (It is!)
I am starting to get tired. I hope this works and I don't pass out in the middle of class. I want these people to be awake so I can yell at them. I wonder if the conversations will play out the way I am envisioning them in my head.
I don't feel like I am making sense. I hate this. I hate the way this feels. Plus I am starting to miss my friends from Brewster. I miss you Brett, Sean and Spence. I miss Rachel.
I have been feeling so vulnerable lately. Which is bad, maybe. I just want to go home and play with the kittens until all of this goes away.
Okay, now here is what I don't want. Do not respond to this with the standard, "Don't worry Kevin, It will get better." That's bullshit! Don't do it. It may sound like the right thing to say, but it's not. Trust me. Refrain. I am lookin at you Dana, Courtney, Rachel. Just think for a moment, "Is this going to make him roll his eyes? Is this going to make him hate me?" That should be a good guide.