Tol-Timpinen

There's a tempest in yon horned moon,
And lightning in yon cloud,
And hard the music, mariners,
The wind is piping loud;
The wind is piping loud, my boys!
The lightning flashes free,
While the hollow oak our palace is,
Our heritage the sea.

Saturday, October 30, 2004

Tired... I'm tired, and that's all I can say. Physically, mentally, emotionally, I'm tired. Every time I think life is starting to look up again something happens and I'm right back at the bottom of the pile. It's...it's the rollercoaster effect, really. Last weekend, I was at the top. Things weren't entirely perfect, but they weren't too far from, either. Then all week I was falling, falling, falling to the bottom and nothing to catch me but the steel cable of Thursday afterschool, the Samhain party. That came out pretty well, and I had a lot of fun. But then there was another little drop that evening, because my mom and I had (another) fight. Joy. Back on the way up Friday morning, though slowly; down again by midday, and rock-bottom by 3:15. Up again once school let out. Wasted all evening reading The Stand and relaxed a bit, but when I finally finished I had to face the fact that I had a week's worth of homework to do in two days. I had to go to the store Saturday morning to make sure my mom got the right stuff for Spanish, so I lost another hour there. Got home and went to put my book back on the shelf so I wouldn't be tempted to sit around reading it all day. Five separate shelves on my bookcases (two in one, three in the other) fell simultaneously. I ended up spending until 5:00 that evening fighting with my room and making a hanger-thing for costumes and cloaks and the like. Sat around the fire for a while, had some paella - it was good, but I really wasn't in the mood - and headed over to the Den forty-five minutes late with Aaya... The place was empty. As in, Chris was the only one there, and he was just about to leave. Got into a conversation, though, and sat and talked for two hours straight (CNN, funny news stories, games, conquering the world, more games, more games, yet more games), and got back home at the usual 11:00-ish. So yeah, another weekend wasted, basically. I have to really crack down tomorrow morning to get all my shit done. *sigh* I just kinda wish it would all be over, you know? All the stress, the pain, the rushedness. Over. That's all I want right now. Over.
Going to sleep now.
'Night.