Drowning.. in my own life..

Get up. Go to class. Come back. Sit in my room. Go to lab. Come back. Sit in my Room. Sleep.

A few pleasantries exchanged here and there couldn't liven up this day. Nothing could.
And doing this every day, without fail, until there is no change. Nothing new. I just drown in it. And i keep drowning, Until there is nothing left to do. But sit and waste away time. Watch a movie without even listening to the words.

Its Ennui(I thank Sana for this word), at least now i know what it is that i am suffering from.

The lack of any and all external interaction. Complete and utter depression, until there is nothing left to do but sit and blog about my pathetic life. Tell the world about it. Tell someone about it. This is the pits of it all.
Especially when I know that it is to no useful end. That fighting it is to no useful end.
I need someone. Some friend. Some Relative. Someone, Anyone, to help me out of this never ending depressed state.
Quiz tomorrow. Unable to study for it. No idea why. No idea what im gonna do. Probably just lie down and die some day. Never getting up again. I hoped blogging about it would cheer me up. Apparently it doesn't work.

Here I am, won't you send me an angel. Just to save me from myself.
Wow I'm bored. Wow i'm listless. Dazed.

The questions...

Am I in love with her?
Or is it just an addiction

Do I need her?
Or is it just an infatuation

Does her company drive me crazy?
Or is it just her sweet essence.

Is she the smartest person in the world?
Or is it just her blinding common sense.

Does her stare touch my soul?
Or is it just her deep brown eyes.

Do I want to grow old with her?
Or is it the fallacy of youth asking me to believe in lies.

Is man a poet, a romantic, an emotional tool?
Or is he just a bloody fool.