i'm in a funk. and it's not the cold medina or bunch kind.
i think i need to channel my inner monica again in times like these.
now i don't want to be a brat because i know people can read things that i put on this blog and think that i don't have it too shabby - and i don't.
but just because things are good "on paper" doesn't mean that they are good in your heart or your head.
this summer has been insane, i've been doing doing doing, going going going with my agenda always booked. i wasn't in cleveland six weekends in a row...
and i'm sick of it - i'm wearing myself thin. it's almost like i'm too busy to live.
i think i just need to be.
now the last thing i want is my friends to read this and think that any of this past summer has been unenjoyable because it hasn't been - it's just been a lot all piled up week after week. my best friends can see that.
i NEED some serious me time. i need to sit on my couch all day if i want, i need to watch tv for an entire sunday - not leaving my apartment. i need to watch a real world marathon, in my sweats while not wearing a bra, eating ice cream with my phone completely off.
i'm tired of being obligated to do things.
i want to not think about bills, my yearly work review next week, or the fact that i don't even have a realistic crush. but let's be honest here, not having a boy around is definitely making some things hit a lot closer to home.
maybe i'm just bored with it all.
perhaps i should move, but could cleveland's a plum be written from another city? don't think so, but still.
gah, this post is officially annoying me but i can't help it right now. at least tomorrow is friday and i have a fun couples shower to attend (sans couple) on saturday and maybe sunday i'll talk my mom into a double header movie marathon day. see, i'm already thinking positive.
thanks buddy for listening to me vent on gchat today and poo poo for just being poo poo.