Frustrated and sad .
I dont know if I'll get it all done in time. I'm starting to care less and less. I want to run away from my life. Of course, I'd bring James too, and it would be to some place warm and with wireless internet access. But I'm just so completely and utterly miserable right now. I'm trying not to break down into tears because I'm at work, and my mascara would run.
1) I feel like a failure at life.
2) I can't handle "that thing" that was plaguing me earlier this year. I thought that while things might not be OK, I could cope for the amount of time that I needed to cope. It's not happening.
3) There are, as usual, not enough hours in the day to do everything I need to/want to do. I told James I wasn't getting home till 8, and he's like why so late?? It's like dude, when do I have to go to the gym? After work. What time do I get done? 6:30.
4) I just wanna hide and never come out.
5) I want to run away to not-here land.