You know you're in for a tough finals week when you are so tired that you cry about everything.
For instance.
I have this miniature tree that I wanted set up in the family room at my parents house. Just for that little touch of Christmas downstairs. Well, I have all the ornaments ready to be hung and my mom bought some lights and tinsel to go on it. However, I didn't have enough lights or tinsel to go around the tree so, I was waiting to put on the ornaments until I could get everything in order. But that's not all I was waiting for. I have been looking forward to this (for about a week) being some real quality time with Henroshi. I was really excited. (Heck I'm crying already... I'm a dang mess). I come home today, knowing I have reports to write and finals to study for. My brain feels like it's going to explode, I am tired.
I asked my sister why the tree was decorated, she said she decorated it.... now, I know what you're thinking... She's just trying to be nice, trying to fill the gap that her lazy, stupid, pathetic sister couldn't fill with the decorations downstairs... well... dang it! I had talked about this enough that you think it would have been remembered! By SOMEBODY! I mentioned that I hadn't put on all the lights. And she raised her voice at me... and... I went in my room, turned on the laptop... started watching Grey's Anatomy... and started crying.
I need chocolate and for no one to talk to me for about three weeks... yeah?
No dang judgments, expectations, or noise.
And before anyone starts thinking I need meds or I'm prego or something stupid and lame like that. It's not true. Neither of those things apply to me.
I'm just tired.
I just need things to work out... I'm tired of being a dang failure all the frickin' time.
I'm going to bed.
Good night.
-BroadwayChick
