Excessive

The Weight by Thrice contains some of the most powerful lyrics I think I've ever heard/read and talk to me in a way that only music could.

I wasn't going to write... yeah, it's 2:30am, I just got home from seeing Thrice in Toronto with Julie, Mel and Darren, I have a pretty bad headache, I was hungry, and I'm pretty tired, since I've been up since 6am... but after having a snack, and putting on the daily show... I didn't quite feel like I wanted to get in bed just yet, and then I was randomly reminded just how comforting it is to write even a few sentences. So I suppose... take this entry as a prologue for tomorrows, where I will go into more detail.

Oh my head, my head hurts so much. I feel like I'm dying! I'm falling apart! I don't know what the hell has gotten into my lately but it's terrible! TERRIBLE!

I don't have a headache, but I'm not tired. I need to go to sleep now, I have to get up and go to school for a quiz, which should take about a half hour, then come home, eat lunch, then go to work for the night, which I regret agreeing to, since I'd prefer a night off before 13 hour shifts.

I finally got a 360, only two years after I should have!

I'm such a coward... blah. I guess it's because I know how people would react.. *sigh*

Today was horrible.

I wrote a lot today... in fact most of my waking moments were spent writing... nothing interesting, but it kinda helped stop me from freaking out. I stayed on MySpace for the whole afternoon updating my profile with content, movies, music, interests and so on... instead of just having a small thingy, I had paragraphs of descriptions. I also talked to Ally for a bit, which helped me remember what got me here, and who I was. I get lost sometimes... I forget who I am, where I am or what I'm doing. I feel like I've gone completely bat-shit insane. I've lost sight of everything, and I have very little patients for anything anymore, especially people... I just don't want to put up with bullshit, or being used or ignorance. I have no one to talk to or open up to without fear of... something. What word would I put there? See... old me would have had that filled and probably another sentance just describing the word used, but now... I just come up blank.