sooooo yeah..

it's been awhile. less than a month, but i feel like it's been one of the craziests months of my teenage life. i'm already pooped.


i think i stress too much for my own good. b/c i set these freaking impossible standards for myself and whatever i'm involved with. so i feel like i gotta do everything to meet it, or be as close to it as i can be. but mebbe this isnt the best way to go. mebbe i should just try as hard as i can, and forget the standard.

dont you need a drive, though? like something to shoot for? or else, i'm just shooting for nothing, and there's no point.



today i slept 9 straight hours without waking up once. my dream was like an episode in 24. i was trying to stop a ticking bomb. i got shot. i had to save a bus full of people. it was so stressful, my dream. so i woke up still tired.



i miss the beginning months of 1st semester, where i got myself to do QT's every day, and spent a good fat amount of time just reading and writing and thinking and praying. it was so therapeutic and stress-relieving.

maybe that's why i have so many more white hairs this semester. maybe i just need to take a freaking chill pill.