blllgh
i need someone to talk to...the bad thing is, i don't even want to talk to myself. I'm so utterly confused about life...i feel like i have a lot of thinking to do and i really shouldn't be worrying myself about any of the extracaricular shit that's on my mind.
god...i'm sick...and this sucks because it means that i can't do much of what i was planning to do this weekend. like seeing the shows that are playing (well, i think i'm doing that anyways...with a big bag of cough drops.) and then theatre arts prom...which i was feeling a little aprehensive about anyway...but it sounds so fun.
i slept a little...weant to bed at 7-ish and then promptly woke up 3 hours later...and haven't been able to get back to bed since.
fuck. all i want to do is pull into myself and not care about other people so much. the problem is that i do care. there are specifics that i could get into now, but i fear that it would be too incriminating this early in my issues...
i hate feeling like an outcast. but i think it's me making myself feel like an outcast, rather than other people. i need to stop getting down on myself. and i need to submit to reality.
shit. way tooooooo much shit going on in my head.
at least instruction is over for the summer. Next stop, final ville...and then claremont.
why do i feel like i'm the only one that can't get depressed?
fuck.
someone talk to me. I'm asking to feel better. I can't live like this.
god...i'm sick...and this sucks because it means that i can't do much of what i was planning to do this weekend. like seeing the shows that are playing (well, i think i'm doing that anyways...with a big bag of cough drops.) and then theatre arts prom...which i was feeling a little aprehensive about anyway...but it sounds so fun.
i slept a little...weant to bed at 7-ish and then promptly woke up 3 hours later...and haven't been able to get back to bed since.
fuck. all i want to do is pull into myself and not care about other people so much. the problem is that i do care. there are specifics that i could get into now, but i fear that it would be too incriminating this early in my issues...
i hate feeling like an outcast. but i think it's me making myself feel like an outcast, rather than other people. i need to stop getting down on myself. and i need to submit to reality.
shit. way tooooooo much shit going on in my head.
at least instruction is over for the summer. Next stop, final ville...and then claremont.
why do i feel like i'm the only one that can't get depressed?
fuck.
someone talk to me. I'm asking to feel better. I can't live like this.