I'm a series of half meals.

Oct 08, 2009 12:36

I'm sitting on the floor on the fourth floor of the Arts and Science building at LCC.
I have class in a half an hour and didn't feel the walk to the library would be worth it.
I feel like all my updates are about Nicholas, and I haven't had any time to really just update my thoughts.
Though I know there are probably numerous more productive activities I could be doing at this moment, I'm not really concerned.
I will be productive this weekend, I have to be or else my I will be currently failing my classes.

This semester has been kicking my ass. I haven't had a free weekend to myself in months.
I'm constantly running behind in homework, reading, and even general activities for myself.
All that weight I lost last year? Well its back in full force.
Working out is something I do not want to do with the little free time I seem to obtain.
Though I miss my jeans being able to fit, they're all a little too tight for my liking.

With life being so stressful lately I feel as if I can't seem to keep my energy level high.
And without the proper energy level, my happiness seems to depreciate.

No time to sit and watch Friends.
No time to take naps.
No time for happiness.

Up to this point I would put everything before school and work.
By everything, I mean - Nicholas.
Now that a substantial amount of time has passed, I'm starting to see the repercussions of that.
This is now forcing me to have to limit my time with him, limit my time doing things I enjoy.

It will pay off in the end?

I really need to get groceries.
I've been eating nothing but junk this week, because I have nothing of substance to eat at my house.
I have bread - but nothing to eat a sandwich.
Cereal - but no milk.

I have a series of half meals.

Thats how I feel my life has been. Just a series of half events.
Not enough to make a complete life, just enough to pass.
I only get to see my boyfriend "half" the amount of time I'd like too
I only work "half" the amount to substain my life.
And I only "half" ass my work.

I feel like I'm only half here and the other portion has somehow been lost.
The goal now is to go and find it.
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