The tears are welling in my eyes again...
Sep. 1st, 2007 12:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
barush ...I need twenty big buckets to catch them in
Hallelujah
And twenty pretty girls to carry them down
Hallelujah
And twenty deep holes to bury them in
Hallelujah...
It's Saturday morning and I'm bored. Or not bored, that's not the right word, I'm rather anxious. But on the outside I look bored. There are so many things I should/could be doing now, but I can't choose only one of them. That's what makes me anxious and stressed also. I should be fucking writing because I promised I'd write the story. Or that's what I'm telling myself because I lost a bet and therefore I MUST write it... But "promised" sounds better in my head. I should be reading goddamnit, because I'm supposed to finish the book until school starts on Monday. OK, so 250 pages isn't that much and with my 'pace' of reading I'd have it in a few hours. But then again, I'd have to fucking start first. I should be clearing my room 'cause it's a fucking mess. I should be doing really anything than sitting here and writing this. Well, but that's a typical me, leaving everything to the last possible chance while doing fucking nothing when I have time.
Oh no, wait, I'm listening to Nick Cave's Hallelujah. Now that's something.
Hallelujah
And twenty pretty girls to carry them down
Hallelujah
And twenty deep holes to bury them in
Hallelujah...
It's Saturday morning and I'm bored. Or not bored, that's not the right word, I'm rather anxious. But on the outside I look bored. There are so many things I should/could be doing now, but I can't choose only one of them. That's what makes me anxious and stressed also. I should be fucking writing because I promised I'd write the story. Or that's what I'm telling myself because I lost a bet and therefore I MUST write it... But "promised" sounds better in my head. I should be reading goddamnit, because I'm supposed to finish the book until school starts on Monday. OK, so 250 pages isn't that much and with my 'pace' of reading I'd have it in a few hours. But then again, I'd have to fucking start first. I should be clearing my room 'cause it's a fucking mess. I should be doing really anything than sitting here and writing this. Well, but that's a typical me, leaving everything to the last possible chance while doing fucking nothing when I have time.
Oh no, wait, I'm listening to Nick Cave's Hallelujah. Now that's something.
