depletion.

my tank is way past empty. im going to crash. waiting around for phone calls from people with numbers of other people in poland....my mom waited til the last minute to contact my family, so i doubt anything on that part is going to go through. my uncle hasnt been there since 1968. that going back to soviet shit. even before solidarity and shit. i feel like hell. ive slept like 8 hours over the past three days. i packed last weekend, but i dont remember what i packed. i and dont feel like unpacking to check. oh well....here goes nothing.

emotions and airplanes.

you know something is wrong with me when ive lost the stamina associated with an upcoming trip. too much on my mind. too many papers. too much work. a boy. i don't even feel like going on the ireland/poland trip on which i am about to embark in two days. im sad and lonely. there's someone i like. a lot. and he is consuming my mind to the point where everything else seems.......blah. i know, that's not my personality at all.