Monday, December 13, 2004
I'm feeling extremely apathetic. Couldn't care less about my geometry, and I'm tempted to say I accidently left it at home over the weekend. But my grade sucks in that class, so I don't really think I can afford that.
Not that I care, or anything.
Done nothing but write poems all morning. Two (three?) new ones, plus one or two that do not rhyme or anything. I don't think any of them are happy, either. I don't feel that enough to be able to write about it, so I guess I'm just better at writing sad/angry/dark poems.
Mom doesn't like that.
My room is clean! I can see the floor! And it only matters to mom, cause granny and grandpa are staying in there while they're here. I don't really care anymore, doesn't matter. Yeah, I'm glad it's clean, glad I can walk around in it now, glad I can get my computer in there...
But nothing matters to me anymore. Everything just stopped. Well, not -everything-, but most of it. And god, I'm hungry, but my appetite still isn't here. That's kinda weird, being hungry but not wanting to eat.
Eh.
Not that I care, or anything.
Done nothing but write poems all morning. Two (three?) new ones, plus one or two that do not rhyme or anything. I don't think any of them are happy, either. I don't feel that enough to be able to write about it, so I guess I'm just better at writing sad/angry/dark poems.
Mom doesn't like that.
My room is clean! I can see the floor! And it only matters to mom, cause granny and grandpa are staying in there while they're here. I don't really care anymore, doesn't matter. Yeah, I'm glad it's clean, glad I can walk around in it now, glad I can get my computer in there...
But nothing matters to me anymore. Everything just stopped. Well, not -everything-, but most of it. And god, I'm hungry, but my appetite still isn't here. That's kinda weird, being hungry but not wanting to eat.
Eh.
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