Not liking today. When I'm awake I'm either remembering Miss Tulip or trying to filter out the white noise in my head and when I'm asleep I'm having knife fights with accountants ( Read more... )

Can't sleep. Anxiety. Worried for people. Trying my best, never good enough...

Giving myself a lot of anxiety over this TAFE stuff. Can never seem to get the work done at home, missed a few lessons a while back so I'm behind on stuff. Urgh. It's all piling up, as always. I don't know I'm going to be able to do finish this, but if I don't its a few hundred dollars and a even more of my life wasted on something I couldn't ( Read more... )

I can't decide whether it's vanity or paranoia, but whenever I read vague posts from my friends I can never quite shake the doubt that it's me that's being talked about. I'm sure other people get this too, but damn it sucks. Someday somebody's going to be trying to give me a hint or something and I'll dismiss it as my head reading too much into ( Read more... )

I find I remember my dreams best when I sleep during the day. Last night/this morning I dreamed that I ran into Miss Tulip, who apologized for the past few years and then we spent an evening curled up and watching dvds and then the morning awkwardly showering together. We then boarded some sort of spaceship-like craft, had an argument about Star ( Read more... )

The radio is only letting me hear what it wants me to hear. Beastly device.

I thought I heard a call from outside, but for the dog and not for I.

I don't remember shutting the door.

A quiet night in for our hero, though a welcome one; the guest liked to cement his presence a little much for my tastes, at least in the long-term. A couple of quiet nights in a row, followed by a public holiday come next morning. Soft music wafts through the air as I type; the atmosphere is amazing. I love nights like this. A lot of nights I feel ( Read more... )

I think perhaps I write when I'm lonely and only when I'm lonely.

Maybe it's just the sudden influx of reading material lately or maybe it's just that I'm not tired enough to go to bed and don't want to get caught in a quest chain on WoW like I did last night, but I feel compelled to write. Nothing particularly new to report, as usual, just general moods and thoughts. I'm trying to take a leaf from a friend's ( Read more... )

Posting about how sucky I feel... eh, it's been done. That said, you gotta get this stuff off your chest somehow, huh? Life going nowhere, can't get a certain couple of people out of my head... I need a holiday or something.