i'm lucky if i don't sleep all day. i don't know what it is. all of a sudden i'm just beat. it could be because i'm finally finished school, it could be because i'm plain old exhausted.
i'm a little upset about some recent events. maybe i've slunk into a funk.
all this and 6 days before vegas?!
i need to snap out of it.
first things first, i need to deal with a little issue of an extremely personal manner.
next i need to sort my own shit out. i need to go to the gym more often.
i need to not sleep until 12. at least i'm not eating breakfast then lunch all bunched together. you'd be surprised how little you eat when you get up after 12pm. it's like i don't need to eat anything at all.
but then there's the mild nausea. i'm not entirely sure what this is all about. i could be ill with myself, i could... i could be...
no.
i won't talk about that. it frightens me to even THINK that that's a possiblilty, even a mild fucking possibility.
hence the happy trip to the drug store in the next hour.
then i'm going to balance my unhappiness out with some extreme happiness by printing off some pictures.

i want this headache to go away. i want the nausea to stop. i want it all to end.
stupid mistakes....

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i'm lucky if i don't sleep all day. i don't know what it is. all of a sudden i'm just beat. it could be because i'm finally finished school, it could be because i'm plain old exhausted.
i'm a little upset about some recent events. maybe i've slunk into a funk.
all this and 6 days before vegas?!
i need to snap out of it.
first things first, i need to deal with a little issue of an extremely personal manner.
next i need to sort my own shit out. i need to go to the gym more often.
i need to not sleep until 12. at least i'm not eating breakfast then lunch all bunched together. you'd be surprised how little you eat when you get up after 12pm. it's like i don't need to eat anything at all.
but then there's the mild nausea. i'm not entirely sure what this is all about. i could be ill with myself, i could... i could be...
no.
i won't talk about that. it frightens me to even THINK that that's a possiblilty, even a mild fucking possibility.
hence the happy trip to the drug store in the next hour.
then i'm going to balance my unhappiness out with some extreme happiness by printing off some pictures.

i want this headache to go away. i want the nausea to stop. i want it all to end.
stupid mistakes....