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theladyroseArgh. I'm bored. I don't want to write the conclusion of my essay that's due tomorrow anyway. I'm randomly hopping around, and listening to CD's that I actually own. I wish they were playing Simpsons right now, so I could watch something on TV. But they aren't. I only got to see the beginning of "The Great Race" yesterday on TV. Then again, it started at 9:30, but it was commercial-free. Sigh. Mom kicked me out of the TV room because Olivia called at 10:30 just to ask who my advisor was. Why she had to call that late, I don't know. I was a little bit annoyed.
I couldn't go to sleep last night for a long time. I think it's because I was wondering if I was insane again. And as usual, I didn't reach a clear verdict. The problem with debating with oneself is that one never gets anywhere.
Argh. I really want to go paddleboating with someone right now. Or go to the movies to watch Seabiscuit or Pirates of the Carribean or something like that. I haven't been to the movies all summer. Pretty sad, huh? I see movies a couple months after they come out. Usually during the summer I actually see stuff. And I haven't this summer, because this summer is different from all of the other summers. But all of the summers really are different from one another. I feel sort of trapped in a way. I haven't seen anyone at all. Seriously. I've called two people, and that's about it. It's my own stupid fault for being like this but sometimes I can't help it.
Ick. I will go insane at this rate. I'm tempted to throw my PSAT prep book out the window and over the Berlin Wall. It feels like I'm still working like mad, like during school. I know I'm not, but it's hard not to think about it like that. I just want to get out of here.
I guess that's why I loved England so much. And I want to go back. I wish it could have been just a bit longer...
I couldn't go to sleep last night for a long time. I think it's because I was wondering if I was insane again. And as usual, I didn't reach a clear verdict. The problem with debating with oneself is that one never gets anywhere.
Argh. I really want to go paddleboating with someone right now. Or go to the movies to watch Seabiscuit or Pirates of the Carribean or something like that. I haven't been to the movies all summer. Pretty sad, huh? I see movies a couple months after they come out. Usually during the summer I actually see stuff. And I haven't this summer, because this summer is different from all of the other summers. But all of the summers really are different from one another. I feel sort of trapped in a way. I haven't seen anyone at all. Seriously. I've called two people, and that's about it. It's my own stupid fault for being like this but sometimes I can't help it.
Ick. I will go insane at this rate. I'm tempted to throw my PSAT prep book out the window and over the Berlin Wall. It feels like I'm still working like mad, like during school. I know I'm not, but it's hard not to think about it like that. I just want to get out of here.
I guess that's why I loved England so much. And I want to go back. I wish it could have been just a bit longer...