And Time Stands Still

You know how when you're waiting for something, you're exited, you can't wait for whatever it is to happen already but time has a way of standing still. Well according to that theory, this is going to be a long week or two. Every second, of every minute, of every hour, of every day, goes by like a lifetime and it gets worse the longer the wait gets. It feels hopeless, I'm likely to loose my mind or die of old age by the time the week is over. Sleep seemed like a good solution to my problem but how much can a man sleep?
The answer to that is, Very long, very long indeed but not long enough.

Let me try to describe something using a metaphor (if you can consider it a metaphor)...
I can safely assume that anyone reading this has had a craving for something delicious, not just any craving but the kind where you want something so badly that it's driving you crazy except you don't know what it is you want. In most cases when this happens to me, I have a bite of everything that looks appealing at the moment and eventually I forget about my craving either because something else distracts me or I go to bed. Another solution to these cravings can sometimes be a cigarette but it doesn't always help. The trick is that nothing in this world or any other for that matter, will satisfy the craving, I just need to let it pass on its own and occupy myself in the time being.
Well this is kinda like what I'm feeling just with no connection to food, I'm bored out of my mind and nothing seems to satisfy my craving for something interesting. I go from computer to TV, then I take a walk, I eat something, try to read a book, try to do something creative, consider cleaning my room and then eventually I call friends who are all out of my reach, they're either in the army, busy with school/work or they live an hour and a half away. You should hear my conversations with my friends, "Hello again...*person speaks*...oh nothing really, I'm just bored....*person speaks*...well If you don't have anything to say and I don't have anything to say then I'll talk to you later...*person speaks*...Call me if anything interesting comes up!"
The thing is, no matter what I try to do, nothing keeps me pleased and for some reason I hold myself back from going out; Sad what I've reduced myself too...

You could say I was doing better when I was supposed to be looking for a job, at least then I had a purpose, a goal, now I'm just waiting for my friends to find an apartment and bring themselves to move into it, until then, I'm stuck here...

I think I need a girlfriend, that could keep me busy, happy and less horny.

PS,

I don't think I mentioned, we didn't get the apartment in the end.