so nothing really that important happened today. after i posted yesterday i couldn't fall alseep at all. I was up all night doing absolutely nothing. at around 7:30 i decided i wanted to go run. it wasn't as successful as i had hoped but at least i ran. i got home an hour later. i didn;t really run for the full hour, but i drove around a lot and sang at the top of my lungs. got home, and then i was about to jump in the shower and as in my head i am mentioning to myself how i can't believe i am still awake... i fell asleep before i could even know i was alseep.
woke up around 1:30 am. sucessfully cleaned my room. well, there is no more shit on my floor but it will be sucessfully cleaned once i get off the computer. i watched a couple of episodes of six feet under which were amazing. had dinner. threw up alot. showered. continued to clean my room.
the worst part is now it is going on 12 am and i am still wide awake. despite the fact that i only caught a little over four hours of sleep. i think i am actually going to be able to go to sleep tonight but now i am afriad i will over sleep becuase all of my sleeplessness will catch up with me. but who knows.
i am off to the city tomorrow which should be pretty fun. at least i am getting off of my ass and out of my house. no matter what it was i was doing it would feel better than sitting in my room watching abother day pass me by. i also lost three pounds today which was definitely very exciting. i know that that means that I am probably going to gain a poud or two in the next couple of days. or not loose anymore weight. but i am just going to say that i will continue to loose a pound a day. optimism is always bets! =) and besides, i didn't expect to loose 3 pounds in a day so that's good. so that means for my friends holiday party 2 days away i'll be 5 pound lighter than my original weight. new year's eve is 3 days away, that's 6 pounds. lunch with a friend is 5 days away, that's 8 pounds.
god i wish.
one thing that got me really going today was some self evaluation quiz that duke put online. bascially they ask you questions and you answer yes, no, or unsure and the more yes's there are the more they ask. after a long series of questions they list "possible problem areas in which you could be suffering."
i knew exactly what i was getting into when i read this but it was still hilariously depressing. or depressingly laughable. whichever you'd prefer. so hear are my results.
SUICIDAL WITH MAJOR DEPRESSION
POSTTRAUMATIC STRESS DISORDER
ANOREXIA/BULIMIA NERVOSA
BIPOLAR DISORDER
PANIC ATTACKS WITH ANGORAPHOBIA
ALCOHOLIC TENDENCIES WITH WITHDRAWALS
isn't that cute? i thought it was pretty funny actually. i asked one of my friends to take it to loves to wallow in self misery like i do and she thought it was funny. she's a little worse off then me though.
not that she has more problems then me. it's just that her biggest problem is that she is too normal and she has to pretend like there is some secret eating away at her. she pretends she never talks about things but she tells you her whole life story but pretends you're the only one she tells. she tells you about horrible things she does and then is like oh my god never do it. it is so horrible. she's just very selfish and she has no idea what other people are going through. it used to drive me crazy but now it just makes me laugh.
it seems like lately more htings have just been making me laugh. i don't mean make me laugh as in the you just watched the funniest thing that maks you want to pee your pants type of situation. i mean the laugh that makes you shruge your shoulders and half smile while making the smallest laugh possible. the kind of laugh where you would have to say "that's funny" to everyone around you just so that they know that that was actually a laugh. you know, that kind of laugh.
i think it is because i am beginning to care less and less about things. i am statring to fele like nothing is that important to me anymore and nothing realy matters in the long run. i don;t mean that in the depressed and worthless sense either. i am prefectly content with it. i just really feel like there are few things in life that matter to me anymore. becuase when it comes down to it, nothing lasts, so why pretend like it does?
god i sound like i should be writing a column for emo magazine.
i can't apologize enough.
"I've hardly been outside my room in days, it just seems i don't deserve the sunshine's rays. the darkness helped until the whiskey wore away. and it was then i realized a conscience never fades."