feels so different here.
i hate winter. i hate the weather but one thing i relished was the long hot showers i would take everyday before i had to brave the much dreaded cold. i love how the warmth spreads and the fruity sweet smells of shower foam would lock themselves in my senses.
i dont usually take long showers, not even when im at breaking down point sprawled on the floor and crying.
just a moment ago i felt like taking one of my long showers with my pretty pink shower cream i brought all the way back from australia. i lasted approximately 10 minutes before finding it strange. came out and my shower felt different.
everyones home now. my heads clouding over and the noise level here is pushing at my buttons. there really is no peace for me here is there? at least not till the wee mornings. maybe thats why i hate going to classes so much. leaving when i feel most at home and having to come home to this havoc that drives me insane.
maybe i should have left earlier.
right now my heart is beating at an unusually fast rate and my hands are threatening to clench into a fist faced towards the wall. i can see the veins starting to appear.
this house agitates me.
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