not chocolate

I'm constantly exciteable. Constantly exhausted. Constantly thinking of how best to explain why I haven't been picking up my phone calls. Constantly about to explode with irritation. Constantly a stupid giggle away from being labelled an inconsequential airhead. Constantly trying to wiggle my way out of oily lunches and awful cafeteria food. Constantly thinking of porridge. Constantly wishing I were in Italy. Constantly wondering why I didn't tell that jerk off when I could. Constantly marvelling at how much time has passed. Constantly in awe of how much inconsequential entertainment gossip I retain, and not comprehending how exactly so little important info actually stays in my head. Constantly craving something or other.