| Current mood: |  aggravated |
| Current music: | "The Way I Am"-Myself, duh. |
For some odd reason, I'm feelin' really shitty right now. I'm not exactly tired, but I don't exactly have a lot of energy in me. I got a damn headache to add on top of that. Heh; I never win.
Then I got girls callin' my room when I'm trying to get a nap or some kind of rest. I'm gettin' the gym in the hotels closed off so I can actually work out without havin' to be interrupted every five seconds about the stupidest shit. I just wanna yell obscenities all damn day long and I can't. I want Kim outta my life for good and have full custody of Hailie.
And with all this goin' on while I'm on tour... fuck, it's makin' me stressed out as hell that I'm afraid that I'ma just snap at anyone who's gonna cross my path. I just want to go home, take a REAL shower and go to MY bed. I don't wanna deal with the NY place yet. I don't wanna deal with everything else. I just wanna relax, I wanna talk to Alicia, I wanna call my bro and see how he's doin'. There's so many things I wanna do, but I can't live the normal life to do so. Fuck, I've been thinkin' of quittin' the "biz" for a while now and just end up as a music producer. You know, do more things behind the scenes. Do something I can be respected for by the people who really matters.
Hell, I'm always talkin' in circles, so I'ma just end this thing right here.
EDIT: I'm so fuckin' tired of tryin' to help someone out, taking my time to actually ask questions and care and have them just completely throw out what I just said to them. Fuck it. Don't come to me to bitch and whine, and if you don't wanna listen to mine, just happily skip along. Won't bother me one fuckin' bit.
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