and no, I'm not talking suicide. so don't worry. :3
I'm just so tired, but my body doesn't want to sleep; my eyelids refuse to close, for a memory is imprinted on the inside. it gives me nightmares, and I can't think about anything else. I'm a prisoner to it, and I can't let it go, neither will it let me leave. I'm stuck with it, spiraling into eternal depths, only to see my flaws. and nothing else...
well, regardless of that, I miss people. mike & stu especially... good heavens, when was the last time I spent time with them one on one? spare me this misery.
otherwise, I have to "anchor" as a news broadcaster for seminary. bleh. as if I don't have enough to do? meh. I'll just read straight from the script. nobody will care.
thank goodness we didn't have orch. practice tonite. I would've died/skipped anyway.
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I'm thinking of going to apply for a job @ panera this summer. don't know what that random bit of info is going to do the rest of you, but hey.
