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minervasoloI can't think of the last time I cried with pain. I suppose I must have been about 4. Pain just isn't one of those things that brings tears to my eyes. The same goes for damn near eveything else, too, except when i'm over tired.
Okay, due to Dance Camp I haven't had more the six hours seep a night since the friday before last. Due to this sore throat that got knocked to four hours a night from about last Thrusday. Last nght? Two and a half, max. Pain plus over tiredness plus stupid painkillers that kill no pain whatsoever equal tearful Min wandering around hte house at four in the morning making whimpering noises. I despise whimpering noises - on your own there's no point, around other people it's just for attention.
I resent everything when i'm over tired. I resent things falling into the sink, I resent my hair, I resent living in a house, I resent having to put shamnpoo on my hair and then rinse it off again to wash it, I resent having to save things when i've finished writing them... All the small petty things really really bug me. And people bug me. No matter what they do. Ask how I am, don't ask, are happy, are sad, are sympathetic, can't spell, mumble, eat, drink, cook, clean, ask favours, do favours... So if I snap at you in the next few days, that's why. I resent your every thought and action. I resent your very being. I'm not resentful, I just resent. An overtired Min is an extremely grumpy Min, because everyone and everything is deserving of resentment, no matter how big or small. And then there's the frustration! Because I'm tired, i can't do things and I lack my normal patience, and I get frustration and i resent it.
Bet you're glad I'm going away again this afternoon. i get to go and fill Cambridge with resentment for making it hard to pick a college and probably not accepting me anyway and having such hard systems to get in by and being full of people and being a city and... Really, there's no pleasing me right now. I'd say you're better off not trying, but then I'll resent that no one tries. Seriously, no pleasing me. Hence disappearing until Thursday. ta-ra!
Okay, due to Dance Camp I haven't had more the six hours seep a night since the friday before last. Due to this sore throat that got knocked to four hours a night from about last Thrusday. Last nght? Two and a half, max. Pain plus over tiredness plus stupid painkillers that kill no pain whatsoever equal tearful Min wandering around hte house at four in the morning making whimpering noises. I despise whimpering noises - on your own there's no point, around other people it's just for attention.
I resent everything when i'm over tired. I resent things falling into the sink, I resent my hair, I resent living in a house, I resent having to put shamnpoo on my hair and then rinse it off again to wash it, I resent having to save things when i've finished writing them... All the small petty things really really bug me. And people bug me. No matter what they do. Ask how I am, don't ask, are happy, are sad, are sympathetic, can't spell, mumble, eat, drink, cook, clean, ask favours, do favours... So if I snap at you in the next few days, that's why. I resent your every thought and action. I resent your very being. I'm not resentful, I just resent. An overtired Min is an extremely grumpy Min, because everyone and everything is deserving of resentment, no matter how big or small. And then there's the frustration! Because I'm tired, i can't do things and I lack my normal patience, and I get frustration and i resent it.
Bet you're glad I'm going away again this afternoon. i get to go and fill Cambridge with resentment for making it hard to pick a college and probably not accepting me anyway and having such hard systems to get in by and being full of people and being a city and... Really, there's no pleasing me right now. I'd say you're better off not trying, but then I'll resent that no one tries. Seriously, no pleasing me. Hence disappearing until Thursday. ta-ra!
