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You could be waiting for a day that won't come
| Monday, November 07, 2005 |
| and it keeps piling on |
This stress is just ridiculous. And I don't even know where it's coming from! Probably school work. Or my co-host (way to go, college radio!), she just seemed really off today, like she was pissed at me. But that's not my concern that's hers. I think added stress could be guy-related. You're thinking "crap, not another 'I want him to want me' rant". Well, it's not. And if it was... no, there's no if; I don't give a damn because he's such a cool guy. And really, friendship is more important. Unless you're looking for a shag, then that's a whole new story. A story that I don't think I'm going to discuss here because of the lack of sex on this side of my computer. And the otherside, for that matter. So, no, my boy problems are not on, or approaching, that topic at all. Move on.
My neck hurts. Damn. So does my back. Double damn.
I wish I had a work ethic. I wish I could do all of my work, and do it well. But that's not happening anytime soon. I'm just so distracted. By everything, and nothing, all at the same time. I love my classes too, so it's not as if I'm procrastinating out of hate for the teacher or class. I just can't focus. Yes, focus. That was a perfect describing word. It describes exactly what I'm lacking in, when it comes to homework. Though, I seem to have oodles of it when it comes to insigificant things. Extreme focus. Just misplaced.
Well, I should head off. Attempt to be productive. It could happen.
Martini kisses |
posted by Fucking Bingo @ 11:51 PM  |
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Name: Fucking Bingo
Home: Toronto, Ontario, Canada
About Me: You could be waiting for a day that won't come. And you could be so much more than you've become. And I have found my feet, 257 weeks. But you could be waiting for a day that won't come.
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