How things are.

I haven't been sleeping much, nor have I been eating well recently. It can't be healthy. Today at uni I found it hard to really pay attention. Or stay awake.

I haven't been feeling the best either, healthwise or emotionwise. I thought I felt the onset of the flu the other day but it seems to have subsided. Maybe it was just a mild cold.

Dad has been driving me up the wall, too. Why can't he leave me alone? I like to keep to myself at home. I suppose I crawl into my shell when I'm within my room's familiar walls. My mum knows this. My dad, however, doesn't. He's always knocking on my door with some trivial issue or comment. Or worse yet, it'll be a rant about something mum's done. I just want him to go away. I've closed my door. I've turned my music up. I've even positioned open text books around my room in the vain attempt to look busy. But nothing seems to work.

I wish I had the means to move out.


Listening to:
Title: Local Boy In The Photograph
Artist: Stereophonics
Album/station: Word Gets Around (1997)
Length: 3.25