Is life actually like this? That everything is wonderful, then everything falls down around your ears, then you get really busy and want to become a hermit? That's where I am right now. Is it cyclical?
Midterms start tomorrow, end by next midweek. The International Film Festival is on, Feist is on Friday (and ahem.. we're on the guestlist) and then it's Thanksgiving? I'm trying to figure out how/when to get home for Christmas, I only have yogurt, butter, pumpkin pie and beer in my fridge (I keep forgetting to take chicken out, so as a result I have like, 10 tonnes of chicken in my freezer and never eat any protein -I'm a vegetarian by accidental brain malfunction).
This blog has turned into something I never wanted it to be - this horribly mundane collection of day to day things. Enough people read it that I'm forever afraid to say something honest lest I hurt one of them; I can never talk about my personal life for fear of a) laughter b)hurting somebody.. It's a joke. At least my personal and relationship problems are infinately more interesting than my negligable grocery shopping habits. Or I guess, I like to think so.
For the first time in a long time, I'm sick of people and their never ending litany of problems with me. I'm actually ready to become an acedmic hermit and never talk to anyone but Law and Order when they're not taking my hints. I'm so frustrated and tired, I'm probably going to get my period because I messed up and took my birth control in the wrong order and as a result will get my period twice (2 times) in a month. I've got zits from stress, I've effectively lost 2lbs from stress since returning from Washington, and my fridge, no matter how many tears I shed in it from the ammonia, still smells like rotting broccoli. I'm ready to fucking scream.
As a result, Poshlust Inc. is indefinately closed for business; and will reopen when a) there's a political coup b) I get thin and beautiful and tall and brunnett c) midterms are over or d) when I open a new, and hopefully more interesting blog somewhere far, far away.
3 comments:
oh man, i hardly knew ya.
take care.
Hi Honey: I think you may be having a rough week:) First - open a box of baking soda and place in your smelly fridge. Second - buy a trashy magazine, some sweet treat, light a candle, make some tea you bought in Sri Lanka and veg for at least one hour. You can stay up an extra hour after you revive. Know all your friends love you and that your family will understand if you can't make it home at Christmas. You are in love and may need to be with him over the holidays. I love you and will phone soon. Mom
Hey Andrea: I've been trying to read as many blogs as possible, trying to catch up on what's happening in your life. Your concert-going, beer-drinking, philosophy-paper-writing, GOOD-music-jamming, amazing-friend-filled life sounds amazing! I can sense it Andrea, I can sense it. What ever it is that is wrong, e-mail me about it. I love you, and PLEASE don't stop writing your blog! Use CODE for God's sake, and the people you want to know about your personal problems(ahem .. ME!) can have a key, or something. You really do fasinate me, and even your faithful writing of yor day-to-day life keeps me sane. You're a creative, beautiful, LOVED person, Andrea. E-mail me, I'll be here. xoxox Mikaela
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