Oh boy.

Damn it. Damnit! Damnitdamnitdamnitdamnitdamnitdamnitdamnit! Grah! I am going to go insane. It feels like it's been days since I last talked to him, and these stupid 4 minute conversations that are just giving me a TASTE of what I COULD be having if he had time to talk are killing me. I feel like throwing up. I feel awful. What does withdrawl feel like? Anyone here know? If you do, pleeease comment. I am curious to know if it's what I'm feeling. I need to talk or to cry or something. I haven't had one of those long 4 hour talks in too long. To tell you the truth I'm not sure I COULD tell you when my last one was. I am assuming it was before finals, he wouldn't let me talk that long on a day of a final. So when were finals? And what does that mean for talking? It means I haven't just talked for a week or more. Do you know how insane that is for me? I have talked everything out of my system lately, and now I'm not doing that and my head is about to explode and my throat is going to collapse and my lungs are going to stop working unless my brain stops working first (though my lungs would stop working either way if you think about it). Can I really last until tommorow night? Can I? To be honest I'm not sure I can, not without some type of reprecussions, whatever they might be (why kind of reprecussions come from this sort of thing?). How on earth am I going to be able to sleep tonight? Sleep...gosh that seems like a far away thing, but I'm supposed to be doing it in about an half an hour. Are you kidding me? Sleep? Then? How on earth would one MANAGE such a thing. It's impossible, I'm sure of it. I can't sleep. I have to talk. I have a million things on my mind but I need a push to start saying them and not just anybody can give me that push because no one seems to be able to keep me rambling like he can and you'd think that it would be easy for anyone to, but I just feel more comfortable talking about anything and everything under the sun with him so that is who I really need to talk to now isn't it? Except that I have to wait and I am going to explode and I hate the fact that I don't think this stupid phone of his can recieve calls but only send them. Oh geez oh geez oh geez. Someone help me. My head feels so messy and jumbled and I can't hold a decent conversation with anyone without getting distracted by a different thought and I just need to ramble on. The only rambling I've had a chance to do today other than this is earlier in English. And yes, I loved that conversation of course. It was such a brilliant conversation and I wish that could have gone on for class periods and class periods and if you don't know the topic of conversation then here it is: What is society's mood over all. Are they pessimistic or optimistic (in general). And is society happy in general? For anyone who went to that one Philosophy Club Meeting, doesn't THAT sound familiar? I would keep up with this post but my ranting has switched over to an AIM conversation with David Fry and I really don't have the concentration right now to do both. tje;awoiti;awjetwaoet AHHH AHHH AHHH.
That is about what my brain sounds like right now, the last part that is. You know, the thing similar to w;jateiowaje AHHH AHH AHH. Oh boy.