My anxiety is eating me alive.
AND I FREAKING HATE IT OKAY??????????? I mean one minute I'm on cloud nine, humming and thinking about the dream I had about Kendall and I and telling him thank you for saving my life, and then I'm in the midst of a lego-movie sequel horror show with babies burning us all to shreds and then I've got a REAL baby and there's torndaoes and jaksldghskldfghkjl AND I HAVE NOT RECOVERED FROM THAT TRUAMATIC NIGHTMARE.
And then there's the fact that I'm scared to death that the tiny sliver of hope I have is going to fall to pieces after prom because, you know, my mom is right 99.999% of the time but I'm scared that this is gonna end like my last job! Oh, and add in the fact that my brother is being a COMPLETE butt about everything!!! I AM NOT OKAY.
I am an emotional wreck and freaking out over everything!!!!! AND I HATE IT!!!!!! I just want to pull my hair out and the only thing that remotely helps is writing my sequel to the one story I am COMPLETELY stuck in!!!! JAKSL;GJK;DFSLJKLS;DGHJ;LDGHJK;L I CAN'T DEAL ANYMORE OKAY???????
Sigh. If that sliver of hope has, somehow, found this, I doubt it will end well. Why am I even telling you guys all this? It jinxes things to put them on the internet prematurely. Which brings on the thought of a rant about facebook relationship statuses being the downfall of all teen romances, buuuuuut that's a different rant for a different day.
Then there's also the fact that I'm paranoid about fitting in my dress and that given we're not having homemade pizza and Pizza Hut (WHO I DESPISE BECAUSE THEY'RE PIZZA IS A ONE ON THE KATIE SCALE OF APPROVAL!!!! Click HERE if you don't know what that is) is like, one of the LAST places I want to get pizza from (The first would be domino's because... well, they're awesome), I'm a little freaked about eating dinner again.
Sorry this post doesn't make sense and hopefully it was just vague enough to give you an idea without cementing anything. That and I hope it didn't jinx the whole dream of meeting Kendall and telling him how he saved my life. I still hope I can tell him in words one day.
Oh well. TO THE FANFIC!!!
-Katie
AND I FREAKING HATE IT OKAY??????????? I mean one minute I'm on cloud nine, humming and thinking about the dream I had about Kendall and I and telling him thank you for saving my life, and then I'm in the midst of a lego-movie sequel horror show with babies burning us all to shreds and then I've got a REAL baby and there's torndaoes and jaksldghskldfghkjl AND I HAVE NOT RECOVERED FROM THAT TRUAMATIC NIGHTMARE.
And then there's the fact that I'm scared to death that the tiny sliver of hope I have is going to fall to pieces after prom because, you know, my mom is right 99.999% of the time but I'm scared that this is gonna end like my last job! Oh, and add in the fact that my brother is being a COMPLETE butt about everything!!! I AM NOT OKAY.
I am an emotional wreck and freaking out over everything!!!!! AND I HATE IT!!!!!! I just want to pull my hair out and the only thing that remotely helps is writing my sequel to the one story I am COMPLETELY stuck in!!!! JAKSL;GJK;DFSLJKLS;DGHJ;LDGHJK;L I CAN'T DEAL ANYMORE OKAY???????
Sigh. If that sliver of hope has, somehow, found this, I doubt it will end well. Why am I even telling you guys all this? It jinxes things to put them on the internet prematurely. Which brings on the thought of a rant about facebook relationship statuses being the downfall of all teen romances, buuuuuut that's a different rant for a different day.
Then there's also the fact that I'm paranoid about fitting in my dress and that given we're not having homemade pizza and Pizza Hut (WHO I DESPISE BECAUSE THEY'RE PIZZA IS A ONE ON THE KATIE SCALE OF APPROVAL!!!! Click HERE if you don't know what that is) is like, one of the LAST places I want to get pizza from (The first would be domino's because... well, they're awesome), I'm a little freaked about eating dinner again.
Sorry this post doesn't make sense and hopefully it was just vague enough to give you an idea without cementing anything. That and I hope it didn't jinx the whole dream of meeting Kendall and telling him how he saved my life. I still hope I can tell him in words one day.
Oh well. TO THE FANFIC!!!
-Katie
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