the dice was loaded from the start
Well that fall break didn't last too long. It's like, as soon as I got comfortable, time decided to swoop in and clutch away the hours. Thanks, really, thanks a lot.
Being in NY was great; visiting Barbs (per usual) was never dull, but a tiny part of me couldn't help wishing that I'd gone to Mass. Most of my friends (well, to be more specific, the friends that I actually want to see) went back home this weekend, and this would have been a good chance to see them. Plus, I miss J--I think that I might come home in November for a random visit; Thanksgiving's in NY. We'll see rabbit, we'll see.
I feel like I'm full of feelings. Say that 10 times fast. Belghh. That's how I really feel. It's like my heart and my brain have taken part in the most intense game of chess ever, and they're both using everything they have to invade the other. So many thoughts all day long, it's frustrating. I don't want to be that person--the one that sits around and moans and groans about how hard her life is. Nobody likes that person. That person is annoying and pathedic. I never want to be that person, but the more and more I allow this stupid metaphorical chess game to go on the more I start to feel alienated from everyone else.
I think someone once said that the worst feeling is being surrounded by people and feeling like you're the only one in the room.
kudos to that.