Feb 18, 2007 19:28
...and now it's just regrets and every second guess.
Well, I'm writing this because I think this coming week might be the death of me. This weekend was awesome though, I got hammered two nights in a row. I might be developing a binge drinking problem, but really I'm just training.
People say it all the time, but I really honestly think I'm going to lose my mind. I might already started. You know its bad when I return to find song lyrics. What can I say, I need to pacify my inner emo kid. I have a test tomorrow, a project to finish editing by Tuesday morning, a scene to rehearse Tuesday night, a scene to present Wednesday, a 7 seven page paper, and an expensive dental appointment that I can't afford. I need a job.
I might have fucked up the other situation to. Not to say, I didn't see it coming, but also might not of, I could just be pessimistic. I hope i didn't though. Mainly, I'm disappointed in myself.