...what a day...
i feel sad today. i am going to give Lisa the middle finger tomorrow when she steps off this ship to go home. i am so jealous. i wish i could be going home tomorrow.
i am tired. i am cranky. i am fake to people on the phone. i hang up my mobile and my face goes back to the scoul i was wearing before it rang. i am just tired. i have lines under my eyes that i never had before. my hair is a mess and i look like i haven't slept in days. i don't think i have actually.
i am tired of the gray walls, the port hole, the brown blankets on my bed, the blue carpet, the music on the piano, the food, the job - everyhting is losing it's luster after 5 months. i need a vacation damn it.
25 days left and counting.
i am tired. i am cranky. i am fake to people on the phone. i hang up my mobile and my face goes back to the scoul i was wearing before it rang. i am just tired. i have lines under my eyes that i never had before. my hair is a mess and i look like i haven't slept in days. i don't think i have actually.
i am tired of the gray walls, the port hole, the brown blankets on my bed, the blue carpet, the music on the piano, the food, the job - everyhting is losing it's luster after 5 months. i need a vacation damn it.
25 days left and counting.

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