I'm sick of writing these entries. I'm cringing.
Friday, Sept. 20, 2002 15:23

"I'm looking, but cannot find. Whatever I do, I can't seem to get you out of my mind."

I only quoted that song because I like it a lot, and it happens to be playing at the moment.

"See my eyes, flowing like the ocean. I feel so alive, but now I'm fallin'."

It's "Foresight" by Granian. The only time I've ever heard of Granian is when they came to play in my dorm those two times last year. I'm glad though. It's good to hear about new music. And I like it.

I'm feeling sub-par today. I feel very very tired. I am also a bit crampy. And sort of sorry for myself for some reason. I wish for Linda to come this weekend, but I doubt that she is. I haven't heard from her. And well, things never seem to work out the way that they are supposed to. It's okay though because Theresa is coming tomorrow. Theresa is Lauren's friend. I talk to her online pretty often. She's all good.

I've had all of my classes now. I'm most excited about Sex roles and family. It sounds as though it's going to be very interesting. I finished errands, and now I'm just sort of sitting back until tomorrow. Tonight I'm going to watch Monster's Inc. with Kim in the freshman quad. Yay for outdoor movies.

I get really disappointed when I try to talk to people and they're not being talkative. Gosh darn! I know. that's really selfish. I feel like that a lot. But I really want attention right now.

....(time goes by)....

Okay, I feel really lonely and crappy all of a sudden. Somebody shake me. I have a really hard time transitioning from one thing to another. And, in that, I'm still having trouble with being here from time to time. It doesn't matter how much I like where I am or what I'm doing. I don't feel right. Not for a little while. It's like it takes me a while to be convinced that I'm okay where I am. Right now I am thinking about my mom and Floyd at home, and how cared abot I am there. And I'm sort of questioning what I have here, and wondering if it could possibly be as real as what I have at home. And I don't have anyone to talk to right now. And I wish that I did. But I don't really want to go anywhere or do anything. Stupid PMS shit.

So, I'm just a bit lost at the moment. Maybe I'll figure the rest of it out later.