Dying... Dying inside. That's what I'm doing. With work starting before my parents get home, I don't see them very often. But that's not why I'm dying.
It's because I like it. I like not seeing my parents, I like being in my own little world where they don't exist. But I'm dying because it kills me.
Let's fast-forward to tonight. I went on a Tim ( Read more... )

Its weird. I didn't know why I was doing anything I was doing. I would spend hours in my room alone playing video games and watching "The OC". I even started reading again (The Princess Bride, fantastic book). It all just felt right, even though I was shutting myself out of everyone's lives (or rather locking everyone out of my life).
Then it ( Read more... )

Oh sure things happened this past week, I just sort of lost interest in this journal thingy. Here's a list of this week's accomplishments:

• I've managed to keep my room clean and organized
• I slept VERY well last night
• I've started and abandoned a new project
• I've beaten 2 temples in Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask
• Not played Total Annihilation

Dramatic, yes, but the title is over exaggerated. It's just that sometimes listening to my dad talks, he sounds like he's making plans for his next strike against the world. He sits at the throne of his table, making sure that the rest of the world knows exactly how we would have handled the situation, or exactly what he's going to tell what's his ( Read more... )