I am quite possibly insane. It's 1.53 a.m. and I have to wake up tomorrow, early, but no, I'm not jumping into bed despite the fact I do feel a little tired, and the oblivion of sleep is nice. I'm not sure why I log on in the first place. It's like trying to cram nothing into emptiness. I don't want to go back to school. I think I've spent more time in school than at my home in the past 3 months, and I'm frankly sick of the place because of all the things associated with it. Thinking about it, and regretting how it would've been if I'd taken a different path last year in the direction of studies instead of social development. But maybe sometimes it's just too hard to say no. Anyway, for that, no one's grateful and in the end you get royally f**ked by the people who asked you do things because you screw things up when you're trying to make everyone happy, or at least a major proportion of them. Damned if you do and damned if you don't. And you wonder why people retreat into their happy little worlds. When being ensconced in your bed reading is far more enjoyable than interacting with other people. Tired. Do I have a right to be tired? I feel I can't even express myself anymore. Everything's changed and sometimes I feel like burning bridges.
:: nimezs @ 1:52 am [+] ::
