Every time I try to think I become insane. I get lost in my own head, floating who knows where. I get mad at myself for not being able to come to conclusions. Just observing observing observing and not thinking but thinking that I'm thinking. It's fake thinking. I don't think I've really thought in a very long time. Maybe I haven't ever really thought. Maybe my brain is a lie. I don't think. My brain is flipped upside down or something.
Today in psychology I realized that I need sleep. Lack of sleep is probably one of the main factors in this angst hole. I seriously think it is.
But guess what? I've got to type 4 pages of crap (naturally I'm on blogger like Kat) coming from a teacher who cannot stress enough that we get good sleep. Yay irony.
Lack of sleep + who knows= meh. I dont really want to do that. Why am I here? What the heck is that person doing? I'm hungry. I'm sleepy. What do you mean? I dont even know. I want my mommy. Who are you? I feel really fat today. Why does my face look deformed? OK JUST REWIND AND FREEZE. Why do I feel like there are more than 2 genders? Mine being the one floating somewhere around girl and what the heck. Yay I'm actually happy for about a minute of my life. Wow I'm happy. This is great. Wait what? Ok my vagina is eating itself. What is happiness? boys. Your timing beings now. I am not good looking. Stop talking to me. TALK TO ME. I feel disgusting. A big huge intense what on that. AGGHHHH. How could you think that? How could I think that? Why did I just eat that? Why did I just eat that again? Can I take a trip inside your brain? Can I take a trip inside my brain? What.
4 comments:
wow. that just hurt my head.
but i know what you mean, although i never feel like my vagina is eating itself. that would be a little bit scary. haha
this is precisely why we were sent a snow day. so i could watch a movie and still put off writing the paper i never wrote yesterday.
anyway... sleep is so key. this year i have gotten a lot more, and i am a much happier person.
Sounds like my brain on four hours of sleep. Haha.
ha. this sounds like me on good days.
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