Journal

06-29-2010 12:46AM

I have been neglecting writing in most forms lately. I haven’t done too much with my book since I haven’t been getting my edits back and I am at a rough point in the plot. I haven’t even been working on my practice essays that I pound out quickly to exercise my mind.

I have spent so much time at a distance from people that I know feel like a total moron in social settings. I can’t think of the words I want to use and I get nervous and fumble over the ones I do remember and I stutter, stammer, and mispronounce. I have no idea what the Hell is up with me.

I freeze because I don’t want to be seen lacking or unintelligent or negatively and I end up in that position because of my paranoia.

I had all this crazy stuff that I wanted to talk about. My overindulgent weekend, my self-seclusion from society, the worsening of my headaches, being tired all the time, and my habit of sticking my foot in the mouth and telling bad jokes. However, I think that I am actually tired enough to sleep for once.

We’ll see.

I drift off to Neighbors From Hell, I love Tivo…LOL…

Night!