Hi there.
You know, you and me, we haven’t talked for a while. It’s all my fault. Sorry.
This last week has been… Uh, quite a week. I just spent a minute trying to come up with words to describe it in one sentence. I was unsuccessful. Go figure. Regardless. Without regard, that is.
There’s been very little sleep this week. And so much work. You wouldn’t believe. I turned in thirteen pages of physics homework today. Eight pages of calculus on Tuesday. And, heck, I read an entire novel this week for school. Yaaaay for work. I had two (2) all-nighters this week. At least they weren’t consecutive, I guess. My new record for staying awake is 36 hours.
As much as they continue to fade into the background of my everyday life, my girl problems have never left my swirling consciousness. I talked to Erin tonight for a long time about everything that’s happened. I guess I feel better. It’s not that everything has magically fixed itself, like my common sense told me would happen. It’s more that everything is now resolved. I don’t know if that’s better. I think it is. It will help me to move on, in the least. I still feel like I screwed up a lot of things in my life that were great, and that it’s all my fault. I thought it was all so simple, so easy…
Is there a lesson in all of this? Right now, I just feel jaded with girls — and, since I spend a lot of my time consciously thinking about it, with life in general.
It’s almost 5. I should go to bed. g’night. #