Next To Nothing

I feel way to scattered to write this blog but I also feel like I want to. There's something deep within my mind that I want to say but I don't know what it is or how to get it to come out. I'm possibly maybe losing my mind or something but I'm blacking out so much. I'll be in class on Wednesday morning talking about Vietnamese script then suddenly *bang* bouncing off walls in my drama workshop Friday afternoon. Now I've found myself at the end (slash beginning. Whatever) of another week and I can hardly remember 5 things I've done. I'm always tired and all I seem to do is rest. There are a million things I need to do but instead I lie outside and stare at the sky for a good hour. Then I eat chocolate. Then all of a sudden it's next Sunday and I'm lying on the grass staring at the sky again. I think another 6 months have gone by and I haven't achieved any of my goals. I should probably get a job as an astromoner just so I don't look at the fucking sky as fuck. You cut me down You know I'll always be around So now I wait I know you'll live another day Come and take my breath away Look me straight in the face ttyl. lost it.