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dalekpatronus) wrote2007-03-09 12:54 am
You Just Seem Like Rock And Roll Types To Me.
Bah, I think I'm on the verge of something. I'm not sure if it's a meltdown or a momentary lapse of reason.
Considering all the things that are going through my head, I think I would prefer a meltdown.
Nearly everyday I feel like I should do something stupid. Not as in 'jump in front of a car' stupid or anything, but something that is personally stupid. Something that could be potentially damaging and could very well lead to a severe meltdown.
I feel like maybe I need to talk to someone, to vent. Of course it would have to be someone that I've talked to before, so don't be offended if I don't seek some of you out. It's nothing personal, but it never is. You all know that I love each and every one of you.
I wrote poetry tonight, that's how desperate for a venting session I am.
Bah, I should be packing some more things. I'm nearly done with all the packing and I need to finish moving and unpacking before next Saturday. I think it can be done considering that next week is spring break and I don't have class tomorrow, either.
Tomorrow I'm sleeping in and going to work. Saturday I'm moving my bookshelves and the rest of my boxes. Maybe if I time it correctly I can get my dressers and my computer desk moved too. Then all that would be left to do is unpack.
I quit, I'm going back to my movie because I feel like I'm going to cry.
Considering all the things that are going through my head, I think I would prefer a meltdown.
Nearly everyday I feel like I should do something stupid. Not as in 'jump in front of a car' stupid or anything, but something that is personally stupid. Something that could be potentially damaging and could very well lead to a severe meltdown.
I feel like maybe I need to talk to someone, to vent. Of course it would have to be someone that I've talked to before, so don't be offended if I don't seek some of you out. It's nothing personal, but it never is. You all know that I love each and every one of you.
I wrote poetry tonight, that's how desperate for a venting session I am.
Bah, I should be packing some more things. I'm nearly done with all the packing and I need to finish moving and unpacking before next Saturday. I think it can be done considering that next week is spring break and I don't have class tomorrow, either.
Tomorrow I'm sleeping in and going to work. Saturday I'm moving my bookshelves and the rest of my boxes. Maybe if I time it correctly I can get my dressers and my computer desk moved too. Then all that would be left to do is unpack.
I quit, I'm going back to my movie because I feel like I'm going to cry.
