Wednesday, January 09, 2002

Little Under the Weather

I am miserable. For the first time in long time, I'm actually not looking forward to OP night. I can barely handle the stimuli in my dorm room, I haven't a clue how I'm going to attempt to deal with the atmosphere of the OP. My stomach....hold on, twitching....is definitly in knots, I feel completely overwhelmed and therefore exhausted, and on top of feeling really weak, I'm really frustrated with what seems like everything in the world at the moment.

So I've developed a solution to my malady; either I need to be shot or JOFISH, BUM, OR NOPA: CAN YOU PLEASE STOP TIME FOR ME?!! (but allow for me to be on my own time so that I can sleep for days while everyone else is suspended in the "world's" time which has stopped.) I can't think of anymore solutions and I feel as though I'm beginning to make myself slightly upset with the amount of time and effort I'm dedicating to this blog ---- it's draining me.........

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