Its only the beginning of the day, and i already feel hazy

Today. Today Today Today. The day just started, and I'm already feeling winded. Over the past few hours, I've managed to run everywhere. I bet you're wondering what exactly do I mean. Well lets see. I woke up at 4 this morning because my sleeping schedule has been kinda out of wack, so my boyfriend called me to tell me about how the Atmosphere concert went and blah blah blah... (He's coming home today, so I'm super excited) After I got the phone with him, I laid in bed, trying to fall back asleep. But I kept tossing and turning, next thing you know its 7 a.m. and I figured I should just take a nice long shower. I left the house at 8:15 to see if Daryll needed a ride to school. When I got there, her dad was worried about being late for work and was waiting for Sam to get ready. I told him I could drive him to school, so her dad left and Sam ended up taking FOREEEEVVERRRR getting ready. By the this time it was 10 past 9. We were already late for school, all because I wanted to be the nice guy and give Daryll's dad a break. 

As I dropped Sam off at school, I realized that I totally forgot my work clothes and an excuse note for my tuesday afternoon absences. I was hoping my dad would be home so he can just write me note, but he wasn't. So after I gathered my stuff, I decided to grab my bass along to take to school to leave in the audio tech room. After I put everything in the car, I totally forgot my work shoes [I was wearing heels this morning and was like wtf dude!]. Ugksdfjdklghurofgjklsadfjklsa FKdsagjkldaguiosa 

Blah. Okay anyways, when we left the house I called my dad so he could re-write me a note. I met up with him at one of the other houses we own and then scurried off to school. By this time it was 10 to, and I was just ridiculously frustrated. Come to think of it, I still am. Anywayyysssss.... When I was putting some of the crap from the back seat to the trunk, I realized that I forgot another thing. MY WORK PANTS. Now I have to go home during lunch to grab them, because unfortunately for me today I work at 4, which interferes with my 7th hour so now I got more stupid things to worry about.

AND ON  TOP OF THAT, since my boyfriend has been gone for like...EVER, it only makes sense that I go see him when he comes home [which is ballpark, like i dont know? 5ish?]. Technically I don't get off till 7, but since work has been slow lately they're probably gonna let me go an hour early or something. My stomach keeps cramping up, I think my anxiety is kickin in, I feel nauseous and all I wanna do is GO HOME. 

I hate feeling stressed out, its absolutely lame. And I hate having 500 other things to do. I hate everything. You know what. I know you [BECKY] are going to read this, and I think I might have to agree with you. I can be quite cynical at times. Especially right now. Maybe I'm only cynical when i'm stressed. I probably need a cigarette. OR EVEN BETTER. A nice vacation to myself. A lot of you might not know this about me, but over the past few years I've come to notice many things about myself. I went from "I HATE BEING BY MYSELF! I NEED TO BE SURROUNDED BY PEOPLE" to "WTF I WANNA BE BY MYSELF. LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE". Its really weird. I mean, I understand the whole concept of "people change over time" but I didn't actually think I would notice it right away.. Then again, I am pretty "self-aware" of things, or whatever, but yeah... I don't know. UGh. FKJDSLAKG7R0GUJILRAFJLIDSFU8DOAHJ.

I wonder, what if i just made of blog of me goin maniacal and just typing "djgoireyg98osajgflsajglkfjgkladgu0483t094mkdsmjvoil.vjnurolx,guoria;guo;agvjczjuo"

meh. death.