Have you ever washed your hair with numb fingertips? I did it this morning. I need to see a doctor.
I’m really behind on a lot of work right now. Even work that I didn’t miss from being sick. Papers to write, labs, etc. I’m just behind. I hardly have time to work my part-time job. KSCR is consuming my life, and it’s not even fun.
I have a much shorter fuse when I’m tired. I’ve been up taking exams and quizzes since 8 this morning, and now it’s past midnight, and I’m really angry. Everything makes me sad.
It’s unfortunate that I can’t really write about what I want to write about here. I guess that’s the nature of these things.
The other day I made an “I wish” list on paper. It was meant to be more of a goals thing. I cannot not reproduce it here. But that’s how I feel right now. Alone, in a corner, chained to the floor, wishing, not doing, useless, helpless, wandering. I want to punch something and then collapse in tears. #
