Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Busy Girl.
I want to start working on the things I need for tomorrow but just thinking of it stresses me out already. My eyes have never been this droopy from excessive lack of sleep. I can't work 'coz I can't think well. I can't think well 'coz I'm too stressed. I'm too stressed 'coz there's so much to do. There's so much to do and everything is way out of control.
Two weeks ago I wished for a less boring life. But now all I wish for is sleep. I need sleep. I want to rest. I have to rest.
Busy Girl no longer has time for her org. Busy Girl just can't keep in touch with her friends anymore. Busy Girl's always out. Busy Girl's always spacing out at home. Busy Girl is always in front of the computer. Busy Girl's too stressed to listen to her brother. Busy Girl lives life according to deadlines. Busy Girl is a slave to school- and orgwork and no longer has time to deal with her emotional shit.
Busy Girl needs a break.
Because Busy Girl no longer feels anything--Busy Girl isn't enjoying every moment of it.
