I'm having the worst crappy feeling right now...

God help me...It's today, my deep breath for the three weeks. I'm meeting james in like 15 minutes and I'm here blogging myself out just to get some semblance of stability. I hate this. I cried last night on the roof singing songs to God. I can't believe this. THis is unfair. three weeks...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh. I don't know what to write now...I hope I get accepted in the writing workshop and the Viva art exhibit and conference...If i don't get these things, I'm gonna die. I will live in isolation and wait til I enjoy the silence and rediscover the wolrd I left, my world. this is pathetic. I dunno. basta this is life. crash and burn and be reincarnated. My eyes have bags like orange pouches. I feel sick. I haven't eaten anything. I didn't get enough sleep. Anyone there who wants to cheer me up, i'm up for it. one condition, you must not be a close friend. I feel like shit. I feel like crap. My powers are back again, see the weather, it's dark and gloomy, later when I cry, it'll rain. I swear.it's ironic, coz i really look good these days, I'm asking randy his number. Anyone who wants to object, post it in a comment. I will take heed of it. Fuck.