aw thanks guys, it wan't so bad
This was me yesterday:
I just bought some more Nine Inch Nails stuff. yeahhhh It's ******* my already twisted mind up more, and I love it.
that's my only comfort right now anyway.
I ordered chinese by myself and i was proud. I liked the delivery guy.
Frickin huge amound of food, looked like I didn't even touch it, but It felt like I ate too much.
I went on the treadmill.
When I got off I was sickly pale and usually I'm tomato red. I almost threw up, and then I had to go mouth-wash the vomit taste out of the acid-attacked throat.
Chopin's music makes me feel like I'm in a different time. It also reminds me of FmA.
I still feel slightly faint.
I'm in a self-hating mood. but it's slowly fading into apathy. I'm sick of worrying about things. but I get distracted entirely too much. Why can't I work hard, like other people. I'm digging my own grave.
Yeah. Feelings like that come once and a while.
Today it was rather subdued.
I spent 9/10ths of my day reading 1984. I got 100 pages down. It's funny how It takes like 7hours to read 100 pages (with marginalia and highlighting) and it takes 3 hours to read 100 pages of Anne Rice books. Which are slightly larger pages.
yeah, it's not like I had anything better to do with my life.
I ran on the treadmil for thirty minutes today and now I can barely walk.
that's how out of shape I am
;;; I like the feeling though. muahah.
well off to read some more and eat my noodles before bed
tomorrow's school.
I'm slightly releived.
then tuesday's the SOX game ^^