Yesterday afternoon til night was spent taking care of poor B who came down with a painful fever.
I've not done work but I'm more worried about B.
And I'm trying real hard to get back myself on track and do my work. Assignment due this friday that I can't seem to do due to the lack of brain cells and something that's deep down is just bugging me.
But I have great friends who have absolutely no clue of what I'm going through but make me laugh like no tomorrow, like life isn't full of crap. As much as I wish time would wait for my heart to heal and to trust people again, it's not going to happen and if you see me somewhere, down the road, looking like a lost sheep and walking in a daze as if I'm in a dream/nightmare, please give me a kick/slap/punch or a hug.
And right now, I feel like tearing my clothes (unsightly actually) and like the Hulk (except I'd like to stay brown), I'd scream and shout and go raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay. Obviously someone woke up on the wrong side of bed (tho you can only wake up on one side of my bed. the other side's a wall. oh and a hole.) and perhaps PMS is getting a better hold of me.
Not to mention my tummy is roaring like a lion let loose.
My thoughts are really scattered. You can see it in this post hah.
One person is keeping me sane though it's with nonsensical ideas and random dreams and such.
Argh. Okay, off to do work. I feel like breaking open my head and cook it for breakfast. Haha! Good Morning world. I'm sorry you had to read my random rant! >.< - Mood:dakjsdkadka!!!!1

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