I'm getting sick of waking up and not knowing where I am. Where's my friggin coffee?

I'm staring at the numerous half-filled containers of coffee on my desk. I'm tired, my head hurts, my feet hurt, and pretty much everything else on my body has some other ache. I hate work. I hate school. I am forcing myself to go out to First Friday tonight with a bunch of people from my floor. Why is it that every Friday I force myself to go out when really all I want to do is snuggle under my covers and sleep? I know the answer to this question, so really, I don't even need to ask. I am working too much. I am studying too much. I am doing too much. But all of it is necessary, so I can't cut down on things. I'm not particularly angry about it though. Complacency has set in, which is fine with me, because that's how I like my life. I don't like excitement all the time, nor do I like being bored. I like being right in the middle.

You don't know me. So don't even try and pretend to.

"I tried to climb your steps/ I tried to chase you down/I tried to see how low I could get down to the ground/I tried to earn my way/ I tried to change this mind/you better believe I tried to beat this/So when will this end it goes on and on/ over and over and over again/keep spinning around/ I know it won't stop/ till I step down from this for good." -Lifehouse

Blah. Blah blah blah. Blah blah blah blah. Yeah...that's how it goes.

One more..

"I remind myself of somebody else.../Feeling like I'm chasing/ like I'm facing myself alone/ I've got somebody else's thoughts in my head/ I want some of my own/I want some of my own/ I want some of my own." -Lifehouse

Something different...

Brainwashed students of politics
Force their information
On passer-by
They know that they are right
And eveyone who thinks differently
Is dead wrong.

I'm so sick of people talking out of their asses, and using words like they are writing a friggin novel. Just spit it out and say it already!

"It's just another manic Monday/ Wish it were Sunday/ Cause that's my fun day/ It's just another Manic Monday." -The Bangles

Yeah I definitely had that song stuck in my head all day. Want to know something weird? When I got in from work and class, Tarah had left me a message with that same song in it. I swear we are soul sisters with ESP. I spent last night with Mike, which was good because I got to see him before he leaves for part two of his trip tomorrow. Grr...so much to do today, and not enough time.