Narcolepsy.
This is getting so tiring, it's like walking forward on a moving walkway that's going the wrong way.
Doesn't it ever get too much for you? Don't you ever just want to stop fighting?
The moment I start to think everything's not so bad, someone refutes it for me. And I'm really jsut getting sick of it. We're all so surface- friendly, and what the fuck is the point, really? What's the point in pretending? If you have to pretend, why even bother?
I sleep too much, and I'm always tired.
I leave tomorrow morning for South Carolina... This weekend is destined to rob me of my sanity in addition to my saturday. I will end up being rejected from all adult conversation, good. i'll sit there in absolute boredom. I'll probably also be responsible for maintaining the lives of several small children. An activity that, in this place and time, I have little patience for. I sigh and wonder how bad of an idea intoxication is.