Stretching

Whether it be your legs, or your arms, or even your vocabulary, stretching can be a great thing. However when it comes to the truth, the only form of truth that is good is the 100% dead honest form. Some people don't really get the idea, and they stretch it. In regards to their so-so and possibly boring relationship, they tell people "Oh things have never been better" which is quite possible in that circumstance, however if that is the case, someone needs a change. Anyway, I am not feeling well, so when I am not feeling well, mentally or physically, I tend to stretch the truth and always feel really bad about it.

This morning for example I did not get to sleep till almost 5am, and did not wake up till nearly 1pm. I don't know why, but I was emotional and kind of sick to my stomach at the thought that I would have to go shopping with Nick's mom all day feeling the way that I did. So I stretched the truth when she asked me if I needed to eat before we left and basically blurted that I felt like crap and couldn't go. Now it's not really true in the sense that she thought. She thought I was sick and would need to be staying in bed all day. It's not really the case, I felt like crap about not going with her, but I really can't go and feel like a normal person. It is just easier to not have to deal with her not being able to make up her mind, and find a way to pack my stuff up here instead. I could have told her that, but why break her heart.

I guess it is just the simple fact that I lack sleep lately, am stressed about moving into a place in NY, and excited at the same time. It makes it really hard for me to get anything done, and when I do get things done I feel like I have to redo them simply because I didn't do them to the best of my ability. I can't wait to be in NY where I can occupy myself completely. Sometimes I think that I am going crazy with all the free time I have.