Sit in room, turn on laptop and listen to music.
Friends come and study with me.
Friends distract me.
Great friend brings me fried mac and cheese from Sheetz.
Gorge.
Hide on roommate's bed and put headphones in.
Tell friends to leave.
Open folder. Read assignment description.
Do everything I possibly can that is not writing: clean my room, take my contacts out, vacuum, feed my fish.
Turn off music.
Actually start writing.
Overwhelming feeling of sadness.
Writing.
Brainstorming possible ways I could skip class tomorrow and how much I'd be able to nap tomorrow.
Get depressed about that.
Feel hopeless.
Sudden urge to cuddle.
Cuddle with giant bear which has been in my room for like a month.
Writing.
3am comes around, and with it...
HOPELESSNESS
No one loves me.
I will never be in love.
Sleep is so wonderful sounding right now.
I hate everyone.
EVERYONE.
Finish paper.
Rush of surreal elation.
Realization that I have no contact with reality as I go down the hallway to the bathroom.
Think about everyone warm in their beds as I walk down the hallway. I hate all of you.
Go to sleep crying a little because I am so happy to go to sleep.
Swear I will never do this again.
Know I will.
Fall asleep.
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