ANTICIPATION SUCKS.

I'm not having the best of nights. In fact, I haven't had the best of nights for quite sometime now. I feel like there's something beneath my skin waiting to break out, like an accident or disaster waiting to happen and I don't know how to prevent it and yet I'm not sure what it exactly is or might be. (Maybe I got a rough idea afterall but can't be too honest) I had this feeling before, in fact I've had this feeling a few times before in my life and each time it just proceeded on its own till it reaches a final conclusion of well, disastrous consequences. Hate this feeling of anticipation, like you know something's gonna happen but you're not sure what where or when.

Temptation vs resistance; sin vs redemption. Hope school resumes ASAP cause I figured that I'm not the type who needs a prolonged vacation to relax or rest. I'd rather keep my mind busy with unavoidable chores (read: school) cause it certainly prevents this "anticpation" from popping up in my head. In fact, looking back, school holidays are usually the most "happening" periods for me albeit in a bad way whereby I just screw myself and people around me up with a series of poor decisions.

I sure hope that nothing happens this holiday and I can keep my mind and eyes where they belong. At least nothing too dramatic. Or wrong. Or...