There are at least five things I could be doing right now that would be a better use of my time. Such as, you ask? Well, intrepid reader, I could be studying for my Italian midterm tomorrow. I could be working on a paper for English. I could be reading my pirate book for history class. I could be watching my Netflix'd Alias DVD. I could even be sleeping, as it is 1:30 in the morning and I'm extremely tired.
However, I'm just not the kind of person who focuses on the "could"s in life. Or the "should"s. Or anything, really. That's my problem. Or one of them, anyway.
Other problem (one of many): general sense of malaise/ennui/apathy about... almost everything. Possibly due to the crippling terror that causes me to seize up whenever I try to think about what the hell I'm doing with my life. Not a fun sensation, it turns out. My lack of decisiveness has fucked me once again. Woo hoo.
And I know that I'll look back at this entry, possibly even as soon as tomorrow, and wonder WTF I was talking about, and be all: "Why so emo, Kay?" and want to mash my face down on the keyboard at what passes for melodrama when it comes to me.
Now I have to go to bed before I say anything else completely rubbish about how much life is blah blah blah.
Over and out,
K
2 comments:
I agree with your idea about a break from life. Maybe a road trip. To Canada?
What is it about this time period that just throws into sharp relief how much better life could be if we weren't all too chicken to do something?
I am Lord Edmund Percival Withertottingham.
Am I one of the cool kids? I sure hope so. As for the lack of decisiveness, I feel ya. But at least you're getting fucked, one way or the other.
Can I go to Canada also, perhaps for some "Kicked Out!" filming and a little leisure(pronounced LEH-zhur, of course)bowling? I don't have an alias yet...perhaps Lady Kama'alaki Malākaua of Mokuʻāina o Hawaiʻi (nickname of Kama (like Sutra)). I don't like to be British in Canada.
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