Hail-stones, Habits and Homework.
The snow outside is more like hail and was pelting my car as I was driving home from Anthony's at 2am. The stones were the size of pencil erasers at one point of time. It was awesome in so many ways.
Final Fantasy VII and X are consuming my soul. Between Tim's house and Anthony's house, the gaming doesn't stop and homework doesn't exist. Not such a big deal as I am still ahead of my readings, but I do have an essay due on Friday that I really should start working on. First I need to catch up in the reading I've supposed to have finished, only four things really so I think I'm good. *Puts on her hermit cloak*.
Thank you to Anthony for the back massage that will allow me to sleep tonight.
Emotions are weird and transient. One minute I'm trying not to cry while driving to Gamer Hall, the next minute the pixie has come out to play. My self confidence has been everywhere (so if I start asking STUPID questions that sound like I'm still in high school, take a deep breath, answer them for my benefit and smile reassuringly, this phase usually goes away soon).
It feels like change is coming. I hope it's coming.
Tim's right. I do need to stop ignoring the maggots in my brain labelled stress that are slowly gnawing away at my abilities to cope. I'm getting better at fixing rather then ignoring things and one of these days I'll be able to completely commit to things I want to happen, but it's going to take a bit to adjust. Oh, and if Tim bugs me one more time about "At the moment....", he is going to find himself short one PS2 and one pixie (though he may have dishes done due to the guilt complex with is still working itself out).
It's inferno time tomorrow. It's time to feel the angsty burn of loneliness while lighting myself on fire.
I hope this message neglected to make much sense to any one person.