lost in translation.

I'm kind of not impressed with my life lately. I'm feeling anxious again. I'm thinking more about school, future school, not past, and I'm feeling less and less okay about everything. It's not that I am unsure as to where I want to go, or what I want to take, but how I might go about getting there. I mean, I don't know anything about anything. This is making no sense.

I've been telling lots of stories lately, recounting the days events, or the trip or anything really, talking for the sake of saying something. I don't usually finish the stories. Apparently I get distracted easily.

I don't take very good care of myself. I was way better at this when I was traveling. Also, I don't think I have completely finished anything since I came home.

I kind of wish the phrase 'weekend' still held the relaxing work free meaning that it used to.

Sunday I'm going to do my Christmas shopping. I am excited, and also kind of daunted. I need to make lists, and finally mail off packages of books and dog food. I don't want to go shopping alone, but also, I don't really have the patience to round anyone up. Plus, when you shop alone, you can get everything done in one round.

I am unsure of a lot of things.

Music: Broken Social Scene - Lover's Spit [Feist version]