Creeping and Crawling…

16May07

June 11 is slowly approaching on me like a plague. I think about it at least once every ten minutes and seriously, I wish it was over.

I’m getting back on that tension-filled feeling of absolutely doing nothing about my dilemma. Sometimes, I even feel like I’m drowning in a wicked quicksand of tension that slowly eats me alive.

I suppose I have, at some point, but not enough for me to feel confident about it…

Let me talk metaphors for a moment, as if I haven’t been for the last two paragraphs (slowly rolls her eyes and crosses her arms, as if to say “To hell with this, I’m sick of it…”).

You’d have to forgive me… I’m in one of those ‘bad trip’ moods…

For days now, my mind has been replaying this animation of June 11 as a seriously-horrible-looking, long-chinned-with-a-dent-on-the-center , bad-nose-job villain slowly inching on me, creeping and crawling along the side of a dark hallway (as Pocahontas did when she was spying on John Smith – except picture it as a bad animation) ready to pounce on me hard on the head when I least expect it.

If you did not understand that, I’m ok with that… I wouldn’t expect most to understand it anyway… I suppose I’m in one of those rare moods when ramblings tend to come out of my brain without much consideration on their sense.

I know what you’re thinking… For a seemingly sensible girl, there’s a whole load of crap coming out of my thoughts…

I might regret posting this sooner if not later… but I’m letting it be for the moment…

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