I keep trying to convince myself...
nights aren't that bad. The truth is: they suck. I can't have a normal day anymore. I can't sleep normally anymore. I can't eat right anymore...and what's even more awesome, I think my mood is being slightly affected by all of this. It's ridiculous. I think I even have a tinge of self-loathing here and there because of all of this. No, its' not hormonal...I'm just saying I'm being a bit thrown off here.
Speaking of being thrown off, I spent an entire day watching Grey's Anatomy? I remember when I hated this show, and here I am, borrowing the second season from my friend, watching it marathon style! There's something strange going on with me. Like I said, I'm not myself. haha.
That, and I miss my boyfriend. =( I hate seeing him only once or twice a week. And you know what? It's going to be much worse when I start law school. I think I'm going to be sad about that -- wait no, I AM going to be sad about that.
Anyways, time to get ready for work!
Speaking of being thrown off, I spent an entire day watching Grey's Anatomy? I remember when I hated this show, and here I am, borrowing the second season from my friend, watching it marathon style! There's something strange going on with me. Like I said, I'm not myself. haha.
That, and I miss my boyfriend. =( I hate seeing him only once or twice a week. And you know what? It's going to be much worse when I start law school. I think I'm going to be sad about that -- wait no, I AM going to be sad about that.
Anyways, time to get ready for work!