... is dangerous.
So is self-loathing.
Which amounts to roughly the same thing, doesn't it?
And I pretty much hate myself right now since I can't seem to do anything right. Or, at this present moment, it feels that way.
And the stress over school, my school assignments-cum-assessments, the search for a part-time job, the upcoming sale of my home [of the last 14 years], my need to find a place to live and my girlfriend is eating away at me and causing mad insecurity.
At least, I'm aware of it. I just wish that I knew how to deal with it. Not that I'm not trying. It just sucks how lost and confused I am at the moment and how much of a jackass that I feel I am.
Will things ever get better???
F***.
I dunno.
Sigh.
Laters, Gaters.
Saturday, May 08, 2010
Friday, May 07, 2010
>>> Headaches and migraines...
... split my head asunder.
And where do these stupid bundles of wondrous pain come from?
I have absolutely no idea.
They strike from out of nowhere, the sneaky li'l commando-like bastards.
For example, I could be standing on the train, minding my own bloody business when, suddenly, my cranium will feel like it's been forcefully chucked into the torturous squeeze of a vice.
Like right about now...
*sighs in frustration*
... I have so much [school]work to do and this has to happen now.
I do not want to take painkillers because if I do, my tolerance will just build and I'll have to switch to stronger ones. And mine are pretty strong as they are. I wonder how my liver is holding up against those pills?
Does this kinda thing happen to YOU? At all? Ever?
Lemme know, aiight?
*exhales slowly*
Well, back to work...
But before I go, a HUGE SHOUT-OUT OF MASSIVE THANKS TO MY MAN LOUIS FOR PASSING ME THE HIFANA TRACKS. YOU'RE A SAINT, MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!
... Laters, Gaters!
Peace!
And where do these stupid bundles of wondrous pain come from?
I have absolutely no idea.
They strike from out of nowhere, the sneaky li'l commando-like bastards.
For example, I could be standing on the train, minding my own bloody business when, suddenly, my cranium will feel like it's been forcefully chucked into the torturous squeeze of a vice.
Like right about now...
*sighs in frustration*
... I have so much [school]work to do and this has to happen now.
I do not want to take painkillers because if I do, my tolerance will just build and I'll have to switch to stronger ones. And mine are pretty strong as they are. I wonder how my liver is holding up against those pills?
Does this kinda thing happen to YOU? At all? Ever?
Lemme know, aiight?
*exhales slowly*
Well, back to work...
But before I go, a HUGE SHOUT-OUT OF MASSIVE THANKS TO MY MAN LOUIS FOR PASSING ME THE HIFANA TRACKS. YOU'RE A SAINT, MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!
... Laters, Gaters!
Peace!
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