Be afraid of the cold, they'll inherit your blood.

I'm feeling dazed and confused..and confused and dazed. I have no idea why so I thought heyyyy here's an outstandingly ingenius idea, write until your subconscious bring out what you're down about! The lazy persons way to an insight into your soul? Perhaps. I just hope it works.
I suppose I could just be hormononal..or perhaps I have become over run with my disorderly eating, it sounds better than eating disorder ALRIGHT!! Anyhow I suppose I am a little let down because plans changed at the last minute, but I can't be mad as it was always a possibility, it just depended on whether or not tickets were available..either way, I still can't be mad because he's really excited about going to watch the football and I want him to be happy so it is, how they say, 'all good'.
I suppose I could be stressed what with exams rapidly approaching, a lack of funding for my gap year, a lack of confirmation for my work experience..and I'm a terrible procrastinator so have yet to do some absolutely sound revision..which is TERRIBLE. Things are piling (sp??) up..what with a worry of something I'd rather not post that would COMPLETELY change my life, whether for the better or not is uncertain. I don't know I'm sure.
I have a lack of confidence in myself at the moment, my mind seems to be lacking in wit and sharp edged synicsm which I normally have by the bucket load, even though I tend to keep it to myself, so arguably had none in the first place, but i disagree. Everything seems surreal at the moment, a lot of philosophical dealings are occuring between the all too inactive chemicals in my brain and it tires me out. They are things that do not need to be questioned, and yet, I am compelled to do so all the same.