bug, dug, hug, jug, lug, mug, pug, rug, tug...
ug I just died in your arms tonight Corey Hart
I'm not sure if i'm ready to be an adult.
Why do I have such an affinity for being unproductive.. thinking I'm SO stressed out and SO busy. when really i'm just being a pussy. I need to actually start committing to the projects I think of. I wont get any better if I don't practice.
I'm tired of being too scared to try. Scared of things not turning out as good as everyone else's. To find out that I don't have it.
Dylan and I are getting close to leaving. We've set the date to March 16th. That's not far from now. The next 7 weeks are going to be hard and boring. My whole life feels to be permanently stationed at the Med Grill. I feel like i don't have any friends. Not alone, but alienated.
I'm worried that I'm going to forget to do something important before I go. Or that when the date comes closer I'll chicken out.
What the shit am I going to do when I come back? I can't live with my parents again. I'm pretty sure that i couldn't revert back to that after being in control for so long. I will have no money. I couldn't afford school without living with my parents... i don't want to get a student loan. I don't even know if i'll want to live in Victoria. Other then people there isn't that much hear for me.
I guess I'll cross that bridge when i get to it.
Well this has been a depressing bust of an entry. I guess *I'm* done posting for the next few months.
So long, and thanks for all the fish.
I'm not sure if i'm ready to be an adult.
Why do I have such an affinity for being unproductive.. thinking I'm SO stressed out and SO busy. when really i'm just being a pussy. I need to actually start committing to the projects I think of. I wont get any better if I don't practice.
I'm tired of being too scared to try. Scared of things not turning out as good as everyone else's. To find out that I don't have it.
Dylan and I are getting close to leaving. We've set the date to March 16th. That's not far from now. The next 7 weeks are going to be hard and boring. My whole life feels to be permanently stationed at the Med Grill. I feel like i don't have any friends. Not alone, but alienated.
I'm worried that I'm going to forget to do something important before I go. Or that when the date comes closer I'll chicken out.
What the shit am I going to do when I come back? I can't live with my parents again. I'm pretty sure that i couldn't revert back to that after being in control for so long. I will have no money. I couldn't afford school without living with my parents... i don't want to get a student loan. I don't even know if i'll want to live in Victoria. Other then people there isn't that much hear for me.
I guess I'll cross that bridge when i get to it.
Well this has been a depressing bust of an entry. I guess *I'm* done posting for the next few months.
So long, and thanks for all the fish.