Archive for November, 2006

I was born too late into a world that doesn’t care…

I have a 12 page history paper due Thursday. Haven’t started.

I have a 15 page history paper due three weeks ago (rough draft). Haven’t started.

I skipped both of my classes today – because I just didn’t want to leave me room. I feel like this often. Not like I don’t want to face the world or like I can’t deal with it, it’s just so much EASIER to stay in my room. I don’t have to take a shower, or get dressed, or stop reading blogs and writing silly stories or watching TV.

Terminal Laziness is apparently my problem. I hate my work ethic – people who can stay focused on their school work, actually do assignments on time, never miss a class, and always get things done astound, amaze, and confuse me. Is there a pill I can take to make me wake up for class on time?

Ho hum.

So begins my effort to post to my blog much more regularly. So I can have blog friends again! (Hi, Kari!)

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forget what we’re told, before we get too old…

i miss my blog friends.

no one reads me anymore — because i don’t write anymore!

i don’t write anymore — because i don’t have TIME.

I just feel stuck. I’m tired, and in love with someone who doesn’t know I’m alive; I’m overwhelmed with things I’ve committed to and underwhelmed with the response I’m getting from other people. I’m disorganized and behind and worse than that, apathetic. Why is it I can’t seem to follow through on things? why is my work ethic so weak?

i completely suck, is basically the point of this poorly written and short essay.

but i am still alive, contrary to the update schedule of this blog!

i miss you guys.

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You stare politely right on through…

I wonder if you notice me. I mean, I just wonder what you see when your eyes fall on me.

I think I’m just another girl that you’re casually friends with.

You have no idea what you mean to me.

That’s okay, I think.

It hurts a little less every day. Mostly, it’s okay.

It has to be okay.

Because you don’t notice me.

(Also, if anyone can name that song, you get a cookie. A virtual cookie.)

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Why?

I thought I was over you.

So why do I keep imagining scenarios in which I comfort you? Why do I keep imagining myself making it better? Why do I imagine the way it would feel to be the one who was there for you right now?

I thought I was over you.

Why am I imagining that you’re here? Why am I thinking this way? Why on earth can’t I just get you out of my head?

Seriously?

I thought I was over you.

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i thought i was over you. i thought it didn’t hur…

i thought i was over you.

i thought it didn’t hurt anymore.

i thought i was stronger than this.

but then i saw you cry.

and it made me cry too.

why does it feel like this?

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oh. sad times.

So… If someone could explain to me why I’m so unfocused in school, that would be great. I’m really down on myself, because I really just am not getting things accomplished. It’s taking me too long, I’m dropping classes when I get bored or they get too hard, and last semester, I completely crashed and actually failed a class.

I honestly don’t know why I’m so unfocused. I don’t know why I can’t buckle down and stop procrastinating. I don’t know how to be a good student. I know I’m smart but I’m not focused and dedicated.

If I’m going to graduate (late), then I have to take summer school. Where on earth is the money for that going to come from? Where am I going to live in the summer? What am I doing?

I’m feeling so anxious and discouraged right now. I have lousy time management skills, lousy money management, I’m apparently unable to budget or save money. I’m just frustrated with myself. I wish that things were easier and that I could focus more.

Just… down.

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