Tears of Rain.

So I'm still pretty shaken by my friend's phone call last night.
I've been listening to only Coldplay today because that's Josh's favorite band.
No feedfack whether he'll be ok, but right now he seems to be stable and breathing fine.
Yesterday was a beautiful day too, up until I got that phone call. It's been nothing but raining this morning/afternoon.
It's not helping one bit.


I'm just really not ok about this whole thing.

I go home in 5 days and I really have to get this whole packing thing going.
I need boxes and so much patience it's ridiculous.
And on top of that, studying for exams is going to be insane.

I'm scared that I'm not going to be able to say bye to everyone before I leave, due to the fact that I'm most likely going to be doing 8765678 things.

Plus this whole situation last night really has put me in a mood that won't go away.

I'm literally just sitting on my bed no attempting any work and staring at the blank walls that I already stripped. No more pictures, posters, newspaper articles, drawings....nothing.
Really blank.

Kinda how I'm feeling right now.