Gasping for air, barely even breathing.
No I'm not asthmatic, but I think I might as well be.
I'm cracking from the bloody strain of the As. I'm admitting it, and so far in all my life I have never posted 4 times in the same day. Something must be nagging at my mind- and no it's not just PMS.
I fell asleep on my geog notes just now and had a really odd dream about cats. I dreamt that I was walking home with a good friend of mine when all of a sudden I was surrounded by cats. I remember I was pointing out this fat fluffy white one to my friend telling her that the cat's name was Olivet (that came from the cat that lives near Chu's house) when all of a sudden the cats stopped moving and I couldn't move as well. I just froze there, with my friend calling out to me and shaking me but I couldn't move, couldn't speak. The last thing I recall was falling down with Olivet in my arms, into this bottomless pit. Then I woke up.
It wasn't so much that the cats scared me. (well obviously), it was the thought of not being able to move or say anything when I most desired so. To explain myself, to scream, yell and call out to the other person to save me from falling; and yet, I couldn't. I was just stuck there, doomed to fall.
I'm in a terribly melancholic mood today ( productivity has, as a result, gone to hell) and I think it's a combination of being lonely, PMSey and stressed at one shot. I don't know. Whatever it is, he's coming over tomorrow.
At least that's something that'll hopefully cheer me up.
No I'm not asthmatic, but I think I might as well be.
I'm cracking from the bloody strain of the As. I'm admitting it, and so far in all my life I have never posted 4 times in the same day. Something must be nagging at my mind- and no it's not just PMS.
I fell asleep on my geog notes just now and had a really odd dream about cats. I dreamt that I was walking home with a good friend of mine when all of a sudden I was surrounded by cats. I remember I was pointing out this fat fluffy white one to my friend telling her that the cat's name was Olivet (that came from the cat that lives near Chu's house) when all of a sudden the cats stopped moving and I couldn't move as well. I just froze there, with my friend calling out to me and shaking me but I couldn't move, couldn't speak. The last thing I recall was falling down with Olivet in my arms, into this bottomless pit. Then I woke up.
It wasn't so much that the cats scared me. (well obviously), it was the thought of not being able to move or say anything when I most desired so. To explain myself, to scream, yell and call out to the other person to save me from falling; and yet, I couldn't. I was just stuck there, doomed to fall.
I'm in a terribly melancholic mood today ( productivity has, as a result, gone to hell) and I think it's a combination of being lonely, PMSey and stressed at one shot. I don't know. Whatever it is, he's coming over tomorrow.
At least that's something that'll hopefully cheer me up.
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