harumph
I'm not eating. not because i'm messed up, there just isn't anything appealing right now. no good pizza, no spagetti sauce (so no noodles. why bother without the sauce?) and no one to go out to jim's with, or anything. it blows. i haven't left the house all day, save to rent two movies for free. 21 Grams, and Runaway Jury. both were cool. yup...but im still not eating. once again, nothing to eat, nothing appealing. therefore, i am going to sit here and type, because i need to waste time.
but, since we're on the topic of eating, maybe I SHOULD stop eating altogether. it is pretty disgusting, isn't it? well, not really...but why should I eat tonight? oivay, im so bored im just typing a load of crap right now. ignore emily, she is bored out of her wits. and is feeling shitty.
so, i'm considering actually talking to me mum about stuff with me. you know, whip out the ol' confessional thing and mention how i constantly have headaches and feel like shit and then on top of the world, back and forth, such and such...or maybe i shouldn't. i mean, how many teenagers are like that anyway? if every teenager were to comment on their mental status, they would all be crazy. so really, if that is the norm, then theres nothing wrong with me at all...right?
or is that not true. i guess the line is drawn when such matters get in the way of ordinary everyday things, such as work and relationships. well, as seen in the past, those have been affected. so...once again, im at the start. what should i do? its not a big concern with me right now, once again, im just typing and thinking online, but it is something i think about once in a while, if i should tell my mom...well, what good would it do? ok, lets weigh this. I dont want to see a counsellor (too much pride for that), and i dont want drugs...so, what good would come of it? nothing. thats right, no good. so, mom would know something was wrong with me. is that really a good thing? i mean, it is my head, not hers, so its not really a big thing for her to worry about. if anything, it would cause more problems....hmm, then again, it could be a very good excuse for gord to fuck off with bothering me about stuff...hey, thats appealing!
i want food now.
my foot is asleep and my hands are itchy. gark. i want good food! I want to go out with people! garrrrrr
but, since we're on the topic of eating, maybe I SHOULD stop eating altogether. it is pretty disgusting, isn't it? well, not really...but why should I eat tonight? oivay, im so bored im just typing a load of crap right now. ignore emily, she is bored out of her wits. and is feeling shitty.
so, i'm considering actually talking to me mum about stuff with me. you know, whip out the ol' confessional thing and mention how i constantly have headaches and feel like shit and then on top of the world, back and forth, such and such...or maybe i shouldn't. i mean, how many teenagers are like that anyway? if every teenager were to comment on their mental status, they would all be crazy. so really, if that is the norm, then theres nothing wrong with me at all...right?
or is that not true. i guess the line is drawn when such matters get in the way of ordinary everyday things, such as work and relationships. well, as seen in the past, those have been affected. so...once again, im at the start. what should i do? its not a big concern with me right now, once again, im just typing and thinking online, but it is something i think about once in a while, if i should tell my mom...well, what good would it do? ok, lets weigh this. I dont want to see a counsellor (too much pride for that), and i dont want drugs...so, what good would come of it? nothing. thats right, no good. so, mom would know something was wrong with me. is that really a good thing? i mean, it is my head, not hers, so its not really a big thing for her to worry about. if anything, it would cause more problems....hmm, then again, it could be a very good excuse for gord to fuck off with bothering me about stuff...hey, thats appealing!
i want food now.
my foot is asleep and my hands are itchy. gark. i want good food! I want to go out with people! garrrrrr
prematurely released by Norah at 6:30 PM
4 Comments:
I love how no one comments nowadays
Emily, dude, I have no idea what is going on but if its headaches constantly you should see a doctor. Yep. And that be my advice. Its gonna rain! Yay! I have to walk in it! Fuck!
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Tara
Yeh.. you should really go to that store - it's called 'Un-bear-lievable'.. full of bears.. it's fuckin' crazy!
'Where is the love?'
'The love.. it's in the bath water. I threw it out with the bath water.'
HAR.. HAR.. HAR.. Yeh, ye' heard me.
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