Eleven days until I get to come home ( Read more... )

i want to hide i want to hide i want to hide i want to hide i want to hide i want to hide i want to hide i want to run away and die i want to hide i want to hide i want to hide i want to die i want to hide i want to hide i want to hide i want to die i want to hide

I just wanted to shrink away, I wanted to melt, I wanted the Grim Reaper to come in with his scythe blade and swiftly remove my head so that it fell to the ground and I would no longer be subject to the humiliation. I feel like a loss of a head or any sort of an appendage is a good distraction and/or diversion from the subject matter at hand ( Read more... )

Dear Spring "Bend ( Read more... )

Sometimes I wish I were a drug addict or alcoholic so I could disappear when life and situations get ugly.

I know that drugs and booze are not the answer, but sometimes, I just want to sink into another world and not face the day.

I want solace in a Wonderland.

My Project Management class is the greatest living argument for committing suicide.

Or at least seeking out swine flu so I can stay at home and miss out on this ridiculousness.

You know, sometimes I forget how incredible my career actually is, and how lucky I am to be where I am now.

I get to make theatre and creation, I get to watch amazing performances given by amazing people; I think sometimes I just get so caught up in my head of the stress of making it all happen, but then I hit a moment where I sit back and look ( Read more... )

i'm starting to understand why people who work in cubicles go crazy. staring at computer screens all day, just searching and doing research is making me feel like a lifeless, hollow shell of a human.

i feel so blank and lacking substance. i want to start actually working on something, before i become brittle and cave in.

I begin school again on Monday, and so I've been receiving e-mails with schedules and whatnot. This was the closing to the e-mail about our class schedule as sent by Pete, the Technical Director and my construction professor ( Read more... )

There's some nights where I just can't fall asleep. And tonight qualifies as one of those unfortunate times ( Read more... )