Friday, August 31, 2007

Tears

I can't say that I don't love the light and the dark. -- Say It Right, Nelly Furtado

Tears fell quickly today, but not quick enough, nor near enough as much as what it might take to cleanse my system.
I keep hitting these strains of bad luck, and finally when I think everything is going right, something happens to kick me down a couple of pegs, either back to where I was, or beneath it.


School rears its ugly head again, and for some damn reason, I can't accept help from the people who are supposed to be there for me.


I'm tired. Tired of lots of things... but I can't seem to make myself go to sleep. I can't really forget what it is that keeps me from being your happy-go-lucky college student, and the worst of it is, grad school hasn't even started for me. I've been burned by nearly every family member that can identify me one day to the next, and I don't think it helps that I've got no good friends. Sure, there are some mild supporters, but they've their own drama, as I've mine, and while I do care for them, I don't want to get too close...


A guy told me I had a mellow personality today. Someone else had said the same thing a couple of days ago... something about me being so laid back about things. I don't know how people see that in me, I'm so obviously over-dramatic and a worrier... Best, perhaps, to leave it alone for tonight...

1 comment:

penny said...

tears are cleansing, don't ever let anyone tell you differently- I am sorry to hear that things are so hard for you right now; all I can do is collapse on my bed and wonder, when did I grow up?

Too bad we aren't 17, living at home, going to high school and writing in OpenDiary.

Miss you, darling.