mind fuck.
Holy mind FUCK.
I just about had a fucking mental breakdown.
It is tuesday september 16th at 7:01 pm. I climbed into bed to take a nap, had to have been around 4:30 pm.
I woke up at 6:45 pm and assumed it was 6:45 am. This of course is completely irrational, but I swear I feel as though I have slept for hours. It is the weirdest fucking thing ever. So, I get up and try to figure out what the hell is going on. I feel like it should be wednesday morning, so I'm like shit school! But, I'm trying to find some sort of conformation. Ben is in the living room. I ask him what day it is and he says tuesday. the 16th. I feel totally relieved. Then I'm like wait (to myself). No, I worked tuesday morning. That was yesterday. I could clearly remember it. But, the way I was seeing things, if it was tuesday, then I would have worked monday but I had school and I clearly remembered being there, so there was no way that it was tuesday. (i guess pm times do not exist when I'm fucking disoriented.) But so I am freaking out because I look at my phone and it confirms that it is the 16th. I could remember all of tuesday though so it had to be wednesday but everything was telling me that it was indeed the 16th. I thought that I was fucking reliving a day of my life. I was planning on calling starbucks and asking them what day it was, cause if it was tuesday I would have needed to be there again. So, I'm starting to think that I literally am going fucking insane. and I am seriously about to just fall down and cry. and then I see pm on my phone. ADELIE. IS IT TUESDAY NIGHT? yeah? HOLY FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. MIND FUCK. OMFG.
then she says, "Are you on something?!"
"No."
I wish.
Holy shit.
I just about had a fucking mental breakdown.
It is tuesday september 16th at 7:01 pm. I climbed into bed to take a nap, had to have been around 4:30 pm.
I woke up at 6:45 pm and assumed it was 6:45 am. This of course is completely irrational, but I swear I feel as though I have slept for hours. It is the weirdest fucking thing ever. So, I get up and try to figure out what the hell is going on. I feel like it should be wednesday morning, so I'm like shit school! But, I'm trying to find some sort of conformation. Ben is in the living room. I ask him what day it is and he says tuesday. the 16th. I feel totally relieved. Then I'm like wait (to myself). No, I worked tuesday morning. That was yesterday. I could clearly remember it. But, the way I was seeing things, if it was tuesday, then I would have worked monday but I had school and I clearly remembered being there, so there was no way that it was tuesday. (i guess pm times do not exist when I'm fucking disoriented.) But so I am freaking out because I look at my phone and it confirms that it is the 16th. I could remember all of tuesday though so it had to be wednesday but everything was telling me that it was indeed the 16th. I thought that I was fucking reliving a day of my life. I was planning on calling starbucks and asking them what day it was, cause if it was tuesday I would have needed to be there again. So, I'm starting to think that I literally am going fucking insane. and I am seriously about to just fall down and cry. and then I see pm on my phone. ADELIE. IS IT TUESDAY NIGHT? yeah? HOLY FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. MIND FUCK. OMFG.
then she says, "Are you on something?!"
"No."
I wish.
Holy shit.