... taste like the sun ...
It feels like I never ever post, and I guess I never ever do. I think my problem is that when posting about my life, I keep waiting for something sensational to come along, and it never does. I usually end up so frustrated that I just post a stupid meme and leave it at that.
I'm nearly done grade eleven, but I'm dragging my ass on my last few pieces of work. I have two huge provincials in about a week and a half and I don't think I'll be ready for either of them. And I keep worrying about the stupidest things.
I consider myself fairly sensible and I always feel like such a teenage girl when I get worked up over a guy. Despite actually being a teenage girl, feeling like this throws me off. Thus, I do my best to think more and do less but despite all efforts I'm (yet again) acting my age by venting on the internet to a bunch of people I've never met.
I've had a crush on this guy for TWO YEARS and he still doesn't know and after the 20th I'll never see him ever again.
And so rather than thinking about two exams that could possibly kill my average and kill my chance at doing whatever-the-hell-it-is that I decide to do after high school, I'm busy thinking about this guy and how after two years of liking him, I still haven't done anything about it and I'm still too afraid of rejection to even put myself out there.
I would jump off a bridge but everyone else is doing it.
I'm nearly done grade eleven, but I'm dragging my ass on my last few pieces of work. I have two huge provincials in about a week and a half and I don't think I'll be ready for either of them. And I keep worrying about the stupidest things.
I consider myself fairly sensible and I always feel like such a teenage girl when I get worked up over a guy. Despite actually being a teenage girl, feeling like this throws me off. Thus, I do my best to think more and do less but despite all efforts I'm (yet again) acting my age by venting on the internet to a bunch of people I've never met.
I've had a crush on this guy for TWO YEARS and he still doesn't know and after the 20th I'll never see him ever again.
And so rather than thinking about two exams that could possibly kill my average and kill my chance at doing whatever-the-hell-it-is that I decide to do after high school, I'm busy thinking about this guy and how after two years of liking him, I still haven't done anything about it and I'm still too afraid of rejection to even put myself out there.
I would jump off a bridge but everyone else is doing it.