Blowing my brains out one neuron at a time. I can't seem to focus or care about anything past a lapse of ten minutes and I find myself getting more and more irritated and short tempered with everyone and everything. Maybe this is the end-of-summer subconscious fidgeting that can be remedied by a good long bout of agonizing academics, or maybe I really am going crazy and need to move a thousand miles away in any direction.
If I have to say 'hello' to one more person in a "phone voice" I'm going to have a mental breakdown. I'm at work, by the way.
I see the end coming, but I can't fixate on it; my future seems too muddled to have even the most remote of senses of stability and, yet, I couldn't care less. It's almost been ten minutes.
I don't know what I want, but I know what I don't want.
4 comments:
Yowsers! Is all of this lamentations because you got yelled at by those customers? Or because you got attacked by water balloons? Hope tomorrow is a better day.
You got yelled at by someone? and someone threw water balloons at you? what kind of person does that?
Hang in there!
haha in response to all of those, no, it was not the water balloons or the customer abuse i endured that made me feel bad, i was just in a weird mood.
already better. thanks!
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