Summer plans, the boy, thesis plans, friends in pain, planning my future in general... It's all culminating into one big, crazy ball of distraction. I don't know if I'm depressed or anxious or just stressed. I feel like I could sleep for an eternity. Little things frustrate me more than they did. I want to get away.
I've been having weird dreams lately. Maybe not nightmares... just forays into things disturbing.
I need to clean my room. I need to write my paper(s). I need to practice for my lesson and get ready for tonight's meetings/rehearsals.
...but I just want to go to bed.
I was going to drive down to Maumelle to turn in my Starbucks application this morning. I'd had it all filled out and everything. Typical, though, my car was dead when I went down.
That would be my life, lol.
Seriously. One of these days I'm going to have a reliable car.
...it may be a while, though.
p.s. the roommates think I need to see a "doctor". And when I say doctor, I mean a girly doctor. lol. I won't fill you in on the gnarly, personal details, so I'll just say that I've got this paranoid feeling that I'm going to find out that I can't have kids. (I wanted to put a "lol" after that, and then I disapproved of my own levity in light of the subject matter. ...lol).