I don't know what happened. I just... lost my drive completely.
I lost it, my guilt trips, my ability to do work at all, never mind last minute, and I haven't even gone to youtube at all today. I don't feel like watching Batman, or Spiderman, Lilo and Stitch, the Road to El Dorado, or anything. I don't feel like reading a book, or a comic book, or glancing through at the art of Runaways, or watching cartoons, I don't feel like doing anything. I don't even really feel like listening to music. I skipped curling. I read Mary Jane: Homecoming and didn't like or dislike it. I even made some more x-men icons, but I didn't take any for myself.
I'm not depressed. I'm not even angry. I'm just... blank.
I haven't touched my sketchbook, haven't finished my lab that was due two days ago, haven't gone out christmas shopping. I've done lots of stuff today but I don't care about anything.
At the most, I guess I could say I feel mildly irritated.
I feel like crying out of frustration, but I can't get frustrated enough to let the tears flow. Did I mention I'm not even feeling that guilty about not doing my work? This just doesn't happen. I guess I must be feeling something... ,maybe. I dunno.
I remember vaguely feeling pleased while reading Hana-kimi at lunch today... what happened between now and then?
I lost it, my guilt trips, my ability to do work at all, never mind last minute, and I haven't even gone to youtube at all today. I don't feel like watching Batman, or Spiderman, Lilo and Stitch, the Road to El Dorado, or anything. I don't feel like reading a book, or a comic book, or glancing through at the art of Runaways, or watching cartoons, I don't feel like doing anything. I don't even really feel like listening to music. I skipped curling. I read Mary Jane: Homecoming and didn't like or dislike it. I even made some more x-men icons, but I didn't take any for myself.
I'm not depressed. I'm not even angry. I'm just... blank.
I haven't touched my sketchbook, haven't finished my lab that was due two days ago, haven't gone out christmas shopping. I've done lots of stuff today but I don't care about anything.
At the most, I guess I could say I feel mildly irritated.
I feel like crying out of frustration, but I can't get frustrated enough to let the tears flow. Did I mention I'm not even feeling that guilty about not doing my work? This just doesn't happen. I guess I must be feeling something... ,maybe. I dunno.
I remember vaguely feeling pleased while reading Hana-kimi at lunch today... what happened between now and then?
- Mood:
indescribable - Music:Another Winter, Am I Awake?
