Whoa... I guess this whole "won't kiss" thing has got me over an edge. I'm not sure what's wrong with me, or if, infact, there is anything wrong with me. Well, what a stupid comment. Of -course- there's something wrong with me!!! LMAO

Anyway.. Last night was like one huge revolving loop-de-whirl in which every experience which ever made me shrink back, as well as any mment in which I made a huge fool of myself over the whole mental deal.

And let's jsut say, I woke up at 2:18, aching in what felt like every muscle because I'd ripped my bed apart and finally fell on the floor (the waking factor). It was not the best of nights. After I picked myself up, fixed my sleeping bad, which was lying on the floor by my feet, and managed to get myself okay withthe night-vision scene, I walked around a bit, sat in my favorite chair in the living room, then went back to bed, and as my head hit the pillow, it filled with scenes of me being a dumbass again. It was a rather horrible night, to tell you the truth. In fact, I was so sick of sleeping and being in bed, that I was up at the very first ring of my alarm clock, jsut to get out of my dreamworld. I haven't gotten up with the first alarm clock ring in 3 years. It's gotta tell you something.