04.07.08
Depression Strikes
I’ve been really depressed lately, and I don’t really know why. It’s probably because I’m mad at someone or something, because anger always turns into sadness for me. But I still don’t know what it is. Maybe it’s just boredom. But I don’t think it’s just boredom, because on Saturday, I woke up in the middle up the night and I find myself crying – for no apparent reason. I didn’t remember what I was dreaming [if I was dreaming at all].
Or……. maybe it’s because I don’t have anything to read lately, because without books, I’d have to focus on my own pathetic life, instead of the intriguing life of Isabella Swan and Edward Cullen. GOD! Which reminds me! I really want to read Eclipse. But I don’t have it, so until I borrow it from someone, I’ll have to substitute it with some other not-so-fascinating book.
Blab….
I’ve been so detached lately…and I don’t know why.
Well, we’ve been making changes to the house recently, so I’ve been sort of busy cleaning, rearranging things. I had to clean out ALL these papers in this one closet, and I came across this one notebook I had from 2-3 years ago.
There was this one page, that I wrote in right before going to Vietnam (two years ago) that said “how are we going to survive for one month?” It wasn’t that bad, but I was excited to finally go home once the month was over.
Another was a list of all the people I would miss after the graduation. And also this stupid thing I did (which I guess was because my sister and I weren’t allowed to go on the internet then, and there was no cable, and it was summertime) called “friend-rating”, where I would give people more “points” if they didn’t piss me off as much. Ughh…I was so weird then.
So other things. I’m so frustrated with not alot to do.
So I finally watched the “Star Wars: Episode III” movie recently. I watched the others years ago, but never got to watch the 3rd one of Episodes I-III. Now I’m depressed.
I’ll write random stories/continuations this week if I’m inspired. Maybe I’ll post some of the original poems that were used in Eggnoodle and my poetry project. Just need to “copyright” it. Ehh…maybe.
I’ve been feeling like cooking lately. The thought of creating something edible out of materials… Well I made french fries from scratch the other day. It was delicious.
Oh, I’ve bought myself new earphones. It’s not the Creative kind, but it works well. The colors don’t correlate with my mp3 player though, since it’s light blue (pastel-ish) and my mp3 player is black and orange. It’s unique. My dad was asking “Why didn’t you get an orange one?” but then I don’t think they had any.
Almost 700 songs in my mp3 player!
I’ve been eating incessantly. And it’s the same foods.
- Oatmeal raisin cookies
- Shrimp crackers (새우깡 I think it says)
- Ferrero Rocher chocolates
No exercise too :]…
I find it funny that Eggnoodle weighs as much as me.
Oh. For those in the group, you may or may not have noticed a draft I’ve been saving. Fill your parts out (and save) and whoever is the last person filling out can publish. So far, only Eggnoodle and I have filled our parts out (because I actually remembered to tell her)
To “Peters” people in our group
I’ve been told by a close friend that used to go to Peters with us, that we should have some sort of reunion. Though it hasn’t been confirmed, I have told her who in our group was from Peters and should go, and she told me who she wanted to go. Yep, so I mentioned that it would be me, Eggnoodle, Wetsponge, Celerydip. (Sorry Tochifu, you would stick out in this group setting)
I’ll just say the names of who else is coming (if we do have it): Michelle, Rachelle, Dalena, Megan
So what do you say, so I can answer her back.
(Sorry if we’re excluding those who were not from Peters. It’s just that we barely ever see these people since…two years ago? Most of us barely talk to them, too. It’d be a nice chance to get to see what’s going on in a non-stressed setting, like AP or spelling bee o.O…perhaps to make you guys less angry [if you are], i’ll write the next parts to your stories (except Littlefluteplayer, who doesn’t go on anyway and whose story does not require further explanation.)
