Here's the poop..

Verbal diarrhea. Here goes. I've been told to blog about my "feelings." All I feel right now is annoyed. I'm annoyed at everything these last two days. Friends and strangers and stores and traffic and laundry and candles and Spongebob...everything. Yesterday, I got annoyed by ice, for Pete's sake! And I'm annoyed at Pete's sake! Cliches like the sake of Pete, that is.

Mainly I'm annoyed that I'm here. In my dorm room. At school. At 2:19 am. I'm severely annoyed that I'll be here for the next 6 weeks, solid...I lied. 7 weeks, very solid. There are friends of mine who are out in 22 days...22 days!!! And I'm stuck here. For 7 weeks. Genuinely annoyed with everything around me. And genuinely annoyed that it just took me 4 times to spell the word genuinely.

It sounds so juvenile and crank-tastic but I don't know how I'm going to make it through the next close to two months. Maybe I'm pmsing. Nah, too early. I'm just. Antsy and unmotivated at the same time. Which makes for a pretty crazy state of mind. On the one hand, I can't wait for summer to begin--May 31st cannot come soon enough. But on the other hand, I don't want to do any sort of work that will put me closer to that goal. It's a total conflict of interest. So I'm stuck here. On my futon. Not wanting to sleep, because it will bring me to tomorrow that much faster, but concurrently wanting to simply sleep and run and sleep again through tomorrow and the next day and the next. Blah, they tell you not to wish time away...I'm wishin.

So now I'm left with how to creep by these next few weeks without their noticing and detaining me. I can't stay in this rut for too long--I'm annoying myself. I have no desire for anything. I'm just. Yuck.

So that's my diarrhea for the night. It's been awhile since I've posted..lovely way to begin again. Maybe tomorrow I'll write dark poetry or go on a rant about trees. The sky's the limit right now. Good night, world. I know you currently loathe me as much as I do you. And in that I take comfort.