Oct 29, 2004 09:32
Shit, fuck, damn, hell, son of a bitch, Barbara Strisand!
I really wish that wasn't necissary, but it was. Seriously though, wtf is wrong with me? All signs say that I should have had a good week this week, but did I? No, it was crap. As usual I have allowed myself to be drawn into the same old trap that I've fallen into far too many times before. I'm like a moth to the flame, and I keep flying too damn close and getting burned and shit. Seriously, it's not even worth it. I mean the potential rewards certainly are, but being as I shall never see said rewards, it really seems rather pointless to put myself through this shit time and time again. And on top of all that it seems class has been cancelled on account of a Canadian invasion. Confused? Me too, me too...
I'm actually not all that depressed any more. I was last night, and when I got up this morning, and on the bus ride over, but inexplicably, and mercifly I am feeling better. So you can almost disregard the top statement, it still applies, but I'll live. Good haunted house last night by the way.
Stay Cool People.