Stress.

I'm a bit stressed this weekend. 

An exchange student is coming to stay with my family for 2 weeks! 

And my mum is freaking out. 

She's worried about everything and how clean the house is and the mould on the shower and the spider outside and just EVERYTHING.

And it's rubbing off on me. 

The more she worries, the more I stress about her worrying. 

And I'm actually starting to feel sick and I have aches in my back.

I feel constantly on edge about something going horribly wrong.

And that is not something I'm proud to admit.

I want to curl up in bed and just sleep until the exchange student arrives.

Hopefully I feel better soon.

I hope you're having a better day than I.

Best Wishes,

Over-Enthusiastic-Fangirl xoxo

Living Dead.

My Life is pretty good I guess. 

But some days I just feel empty inside. 

The clouds outside seem cold rather than a promise of hope that rain will come. 

Everything just seems heavier. My schoolbooks are leadweights that I have to drag with my useless hands through the school full of faces. 

Lonely faces, happy faces. 

Some of their smiles are see-through. They're so fake that they look almost constipated. 

Most days are good though. 

But still empty. 

I'll lie in bed at night and wonder what I have achieved in the tiny day in the tiny lifetime of one tiny human being who has hardly made a scrape on the surface of the world. 

Would I be remembered in 50 years if I died today?

Sad songs in sad moments. 

The emotions of the singer fill me up. 

I'm not alone in my pain. 

Marina understands me.

The zombie-like walk between weeks is full of emptiness.

Living Dead by Marina and the Diamonds

--Over-Enthusiastic-Fangirl xoxo