What a fucking weird night.

I have had a raging case of insomnia. I'd fall asleep for twenty minutes, then wake up and be WIDE awake for three hours. Lather, rinse, repeat for the rest of the night.

I feel fucked up beyond belief.

Oh, I cannot find a person in the world who understands me, today. *yawns* Suddenly I feel about fourteen years old.

I'll tell you, I'm thinking about friendslocking or even private locking this whole journal and closing up shop. Anyone know a code that could help me do that?

I'd still read flist and everything... I am just not sure what to do.

Getting more sleep, probably, would be a wise idea.

Today is one of those days where I just can't win. I'm cranky for no discernible reason, work was filled with suck, my stomach's hurting again after a fairly good month or so, The Boy is being irritating...

And also, I have been working on a cover letter for nigh on three weeks now and have gotten approximately nowhere. I can't do this, guys, I just can't. :/ Why can't they just look at my resume and then call me for an interview. I'm -great- at interviews. I am lame at cover letters.

Anybody know how to write the damn things? Everything I type sounds juvenile at best and simpering and stupid at worst.

Baaaaaaaah, grumpy.

I want to take a couple hours off from the world and read a book in my bed, but I really have to get this cover letter done and everything sent. I'm running out of time.

ETA: I fucking finished it, I am awesome. But you know what is -not- awesome? Livejournal. We're gonna have to see how this shit goes down, people, because it's getting to a level of nasty I hadn't anticipated.

Oh, god.

You know it's bad when it feels like Connor Oberst is SPEAKING DIRECTLY TO YOU.

Christ. How do I get myself into this, huh?

Oh, horrid fits of moodiness. Back and forth and up and down every five minutes. Can't tell if it's hormonal, S.A.D. related or just regular old crazy.

I am thinking it's a bit of each. So, as much sun as possible tomorrow and a call to the free clinic to get more birth control.

Possibly this is tmi, but possibly I don't care.

I... I didn't really expect this, this time around. I'm so ready to leave, but...

I only have one final left, then I pack up the car.

I keep running into people who are graduating. =( I'm gonna miss them so bad! Angela, Ashlie, Tyson, Joanna. Man, oh man.



Well. Enough of that. Gotta study for history.

Well, that's the last time I do that.

*sigh* Things never change, do they?

Cryptic, because I haven't been in a while.




I really should do this stupid paper. But I just want to get away from this place and go home.

PMSing. Hardcore.

I hate all of you. Yes, all of you. Except for the part where I don't and I'm just pissed off at RL people.


*cleansing scream of RAGE*



Please, people. For the sake of my sanity. ACCEPT REAL LIFE AND FUCKING MOVE ON. YOU ARE ALL JUST BEING PAINS IN THE ASS, ACTING LIKE YOU ARE THE ONLY GODDAMN PERSON ON THE PLANET.

Clearly, I am the most important person and you should all attend to me.


*sigh* Forgive me. Just needed a pressure release. Some people surely will be the death of me.

Am considering this weekend a sabbatical. I'm not going to see people unless I have to, I'm only doing things I want to do, not letting anyone else talk me into other things.

If I want to see my brother's play two nights in a row and hang out at my house sleeping the rest of the time, I'm damn well gonna.

I need a break.


That being said, I'm not going to be around much for a while. I've been having a lot of RL issues lately and I just need a lot of time to do some soul-searching.

I really like this song.