miércoles, 24 de noviembre de 2004

On the edge of madness

That's where I've been walking for the whole day, and still am... I am trying to get an hour of silence for the whole day, but it seems it's impossible. I still have to hear somebody speaking on the phone from the kitchen... fuck! Isn't it over 11pm? Do we still have to call at 11pm? Does the fact that I have not smoked for the whole day have anything to do with my madness? No, it has not.
Really, when you leave home at 8am and feel that at 11pm you cannot still feel some quiteness, something is wrong with your life. I am really stressed. I am. Yes. Plus I was rejected for this job I was really looking forward to. Fuck it.

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