Posts Tagged ‘sleeping’

Am I Hallucinating?

{ Novembro 6, 2008 @ 3:56 am } · { Uncategorized }
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You know that something is wrong when you see THIS passing at the TV.

And you kind of like it.

O.o

I didn’t have much pleasure though.

Well, it’s still Britney. I’m kind of amused that she could do a not-so-rubbish – a.k.a.: ‘listenable’ – music whatsoever.

In spite of this, what about the anime thingy? Was that really necessary?

And when I thought things couldn’t possibly get any worse.

Bah~

Today – or should I say yesterday – I tried to knit a small scarf for BJD.

I failed miserably.

At least I tried! Maybe tomorrow I’ll manage to do it. Wish me luck!

: D

And I got back to my sewing classes, yay!

Going to bed with the amazing feeling that I’ll finally manage to sleep,
~Vanny

The Bitter Suite.

{ Outubro 26, 2008 @ 3:26 pm } · { Uncategorized }
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Yeah, I’m a bit exhausted.

Dunno to why. Since all I have done today is sleep and lay on my bed.

Oh, how I wish I did things differently. Sometimes I feel so guilty about doing so random things. Like staying until 3 a.m. at the house of my friend while everyone there is sleeping and in consequence making my other friend, who was taking a lift with me, arrive home on an awfully late time.

And I feel even guiltier when I call her to apologize and she says: “Oh, it’s okay!” with her soft voice.

She says ‘it’s okay’ today, but I always wonder when the hell she – and everybody else – is going to get tired and say a ‘no fucking way, bitch!’ to me.

I’m so afraid of being petulant and people dislike me. Such a silly idea, I know, but I’m too frightened to stay quiet. At least to stay quiet here, ‘cause I never have the guts to tell people that.

And even if I did say, I know already what I will hear from them.

“Are you crazy? We like you. This is nonsensical, we would never get tired of you. It’s all okay.”

Big fat lie!

It’s not okay. You will get tired of me, just like everybody else did before.

And the pain is not knowing which one is worst: being left alone, or disappointing the people around me.

Now I’m going to the mall buy the things my mom asked me to,
~Vanny