Numb.
What...the...fu...?
I'm spending my time...days...literally days...weeks...months...
WAITING.
Man do I feel lost.
I've been getting a bit too much into LJ and LJ RPG-ing, and I think the results are showing.
And it's not pretty.
Ladies and Gentlemen, presenting Real Life(TM) Version 2.0 - The "What The Fuck?!" Edition
I've found myself staying up all hours, IMing everyone, sleeping till the afternoon, dazed and confused, all the while not knowing what I'm headed for next lifestyle wise, killing days to try to solve the question "What next...?".
The house looks like a bomb hit it, carpet covered with demo CDs my dad sent, the washing up's piling up, I need to do a wash, my computer desk is as bad as the floor, stuff piled all over the place, rubbish sits on my lounge table, 3 empty plastic bottles sitting there, rubbish bin has a pizza box sat in front of it, and I'm sat here in a hawaiian shirt and jeans, unshowered.
And I was under the misguided impression I had it(life) all under control.
I feel completely lost, like there's something wrong with the world, or at least where I'm heading, and it's nagging at me, like a splinter in my mind, driving me mad.
To quote Keanu Reeves:
~ W h o a. ~
I'm spending my time...days...literally days...weeks...months...
WAITING.
Man do I feel lost.
I've been getting a bit too much into LJ and LJ RPG-ing, and I think the results are showing.
And it's not pretty.
Ladies and Gentlemen, presenting Real Life(TM) Version 2.0 - The "What The Fuck?!" Edition
I've found myself staying up all hours, IMing everyone, sleeping till the afternoon, dazed and confused, all the while not knowing what I'm headed for next lifestyle wise, killing days to try to solve the question "What next...?".
The house looks like a bomb hit it, carpet covered with demo CDs my dad sent, the washing up's piling up, I need to do a wash, my computer desk is as bad as the floor, stuff piled all over the place, rubbish sits on my lounge table, 3 empty plastic bottles sitting there, rubbish bin has a pizza box sat in front of it, and I'm sat here in a hawaiian shirt and jeans, unshowered.
And I was under the misguided impression I had it(life) all under control.
I feel completely lost, like there's something wrong with the world, or at least where I'm heading, and it's nagging at me, like a splinter in my mind, driving me mad.
To quote Keanu Reeves:
~ W h o a. ~