Just an observation

Have you ever noticed the way people talk at Fast Food drive Thurs? The world wide known system of communicating is to me, almost a strange anomaly within the universe. It's probable that this comes from years of conditioning, we all have observed the action of ordering at a tiny metal box. We even see it reflected the same way on TV, and in movies. What intrigued me the most was how I reacted when the person in front of me breaks this system of communication. How conditioned have I possibly become?

I wish I had some popcorn!

Ahhh, Sitting in a parking lot for for 3 hours laughing? What a wonderful night out lol; and a Roseanne marathon? Life is getting goooood!

Almost enough

All the books, all the friends, the Internet, myspace, college and any little bit of self-respect I have left can't seem to put me back together again. This may be getting to be bigger then I thought.

Falling down

I skipped school today. I spent the day with my mom. We got coffee, and went to the car wash. We then went to Costco and Target. When I got home, my friend called me. I had sent her a message last night. I told her how I was feeling. I told her I really needed her. I needed somebody to talk to. Somebody to be with for a few hours. She called me today, asked me how I was doing, and asked me to come over. I came, knocked on her door a few time. She didn't come. I then called her. She didn't pick up. I waited outside for ten minutes. She never came out.

This sucks

Today....How to describe today...
Horrible?
Unmanageable?
The kind of day that makes you wish you didn't move out of bed, let alone wake up? Yeah! That's it.

Symptoms. Oh wonderful symptoms! Now on top of the stomach aches, hypoglycemia, and depression...my hair is falling out. Not only is it falling out, but I'm getting sores on my head. It's HORRIBLE. HORRIBLE! I can't possibly get any lower on the scale. I couldn't even make it through class today. I couldn't seem to focus enough on the work to even stay for the entire hour.

I'm feeling desperate. I just wish I had something to look forward to again. I wish I had something to tie my concentration to. This is going to be the strangest analogy, but it's the only way I think I'm going to be able to explain it; Remember the cartoons where Elmer Fudd digs a hole, throws a carpet over it and then bugs bunny walks up unsuspecting and steps onto the rug? I'm feeling like that lol.

College of letting go!

I have spent all day today in my room working on homework. I worked ahead in all my classes and tried to get really orginized. I'm pretty proud of me!
Last night you ask?