Half-Way Down.

Tonight, the single tear traveled half way down my cheek before I realised that I was crying. Isn't that funny, how our bodies can be doing something so sad without our minds even realising. 


I'm sitting here with all the work I have to do around me. Piles of library books that were due back today that I haven't returned and other things that make me want to throw up again. All of this was meant to be easy you know, university and all that jazz. I graduated from high school, I made it out of there, I thought that it was the thing making me miserable. The people and the monotony and the horribly petty attitude to life. The fights at home and the constant state of "in transit" between mum's and dad's and school. I thought that I wanted to escape from a place where I didn't belong and a home that reeked of silence and miscommunication.


I was so sure and I was so wrong. 


I slept through most of today which I guess means that I wont be sleeping much tonight. I might dye my hair though, just because that used to make me happy for a short time and tonight, I kind of willing to try anything. 


Apologies for the large blocks of text tonight. They just kind of came out. 


Love you cyber-world. At least you're constant.