Mar 17, 2006 18:26
today i got out of bed at 2pm. I hate that. I have so much i need to get done and so many things i keep intending to do, i just cannot get the motivation to get out of bed in the morning. I had to drag myself out at 2 because in my books thats a rediculous time to be in bed and being fucking shite like that isn't actually going to get me anywhere. I think i'm having a particularly bad day today, this lack of sleep is making me a little insane and stupidly paranoid. I nearly had a break down trying to do the tesco shopping for my mum because the norfolk inbreds kept fucking staring at me and old grannys kept walking infront of the trolly and then giving me evils because i mowed them down. WHAT THE FUCK DO THEY EXPECT... i speed shop i cannot stop in the milisecond they give me when they decide to step out infront of my trolly. I think i am slowy losing the plot.
We got home and my mum got a phonecall from the police about my brother asking to talk to him because when he got mugged the other day it was a little more serious than just getting mugged, apparently the fucking barrys drove at his friend johnny in a car. That scares me a bit some people are just so STUPID.
I need to pull myself together, i wish it was just as easy as that. There isn't really a lot wrong in my life, i feel crap about that because i should be bright and happy and appreciate what i have got. Which i do but cant seem to show it. I know there are people out there who are going through way more shit that i am but still get on with their lives but right now i'm not doing that. I have all these plans but i'm just not doing them. Things have come to a hault and i know i need to get going again before it all goes horribly wrong.
xx