Blah blah blah, continued.

May 13, 2006 23:47

And what I meant by that was, MY world isn't really exploding, no emo crap like that, it's just like the world in front of me is exploding, and I'm just standing here like "What the FUCK is going on?" Kind of like watching Poseidon. Things calm down for a second and you think they're about to be safe and then BOOM, everyone's dying and the WATER is on FIRE and a guy is LEAPING THROUGH THE FLAMES and I don't know WHAT'S happening. You know?

How is it possible that I feel more stressed out right now than I did earlier in the year when I was actually busy?

Will people get mad at me if I just start turning around and walking away from conversations on a regular basis?

Will they still be mad if I explain that it is for health reasons?

What if I get a note signed by my doctor?

What if I get a special bracelet that says "If this patient has been exposed to drama for more than 5 minutes and is convulsing or unconscious, please call this number and administer her medication?"

What would that medication BE? Ecstacy? Blood pressure medication? I don't even know. This metaphor should stop now.

My family actually does have a history of high blood pressure. I think that's a valid enough excuse to use for anything that is stressing me out. "PLEASE HUSH, YOU ARE CONTRIBUTING TO MY FUTURE HEART PROBLEMS, THANK YOU."
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