read my mind

Friday, March 24

Why isn't falling down on the bus as funny as witnessing it happen to someone else?

Sunday, March 19

It's a very strange kind of depression that I've never experienced before. Where you tell yourself you're all right, that it's not all that worth getting upset over. But maybe that's not true. I had the chance. And I blew it. Maybe that's what I'm so upset about. Damn it.

I know there'll be other chances, but how can you blow something that you've been preparing so long and hard for? Isn't that just stupid? In my opinion, I had what it took, but how could I have blown it like that?

I guess I'm just venting. Forgive my whining.