I can't believe I'm still alive.


Days like this are torture.  I wake up at 3...stay in bed till 5:30 to avoid my mother who will ask me what I've accomplished (nothing), when I have work (not today), and if I've finished altering her pants (no).  I eat something as quickly as I can when no one is near the kitchen, get a bottle of ice water, and hide in my room for the rest of the night.


It's almost dark now.. Without lights on it becomes more and more depressing.  The only light is the bright white computer screen shining in my face and the sunset...almost gone once again.  Another day wasted.