I think I'm liking Keane with guitars.

If you wonder what I did this weekend, hmm, not much really. I was over at Katja and Dirk for breakfast yesterday, which was very nice, and I spent the rest of the weekend in bed.

Feeling sorry for myself. The usual stuff. I need to do something about this. It's like I got sucked into something I'm not able to handle. Not at all. I'm actually dreading weekends these days. I function much better during the week when my job and uni keep me busy. Sort of anyway. I need to let go. Every remaining sane part of me tells me to let go. But my heart won't let go. Apparently, it likes all of this pain.

Anyway, I'm at that time of the month where everything sucks so I'm hopeful that the sky will look brighter tomorrow. c ya.