There's something wrong with me. I feel like shit. I wouldn't mind going to bed, closing the curtains, turning of the light, putting on some depressing music and just lay there and pretend the world outside isn't existing. I won't though. If I do, that would be.. turning myself in. Accepting the fact that I'm a depressed, miserable, pathetic human being. or whatever. i really dunno anymore. I've got this "idunno" feeling. Do you know what I mean? When my mom could like ask me what I want for dinner and I'd be all whiney and "i don't knoooow..." cux everything just feelz useless and every choice turns inpossible. Or maybe it's just I who feel that. And Andy, cuz I know he's been like that a couple of times. But then again... He and I are pretty much the same.
I'm in a party on xbox livem with Daniel and Cheggs. But I'm not even wearing the headset.. They don't notice any different anyways do they? I still can't talk.
Hibernation.. But for like a year or two. Sounds like a very tempting idea. or like a coma or something?I'll stop feeling sorry for myself now. or at least I'll stop telling you that I do. I don't even know what the fuck's making me feel this way.. But I do. And I need to do something about it. But what can you do about a problem when you don't know what the problem is?I think I'll go fix the black dye. I need something to do.. Something else to think about. That, and loads of chocolate.
Wow I write too much..
