This is Life...
I am in that mood again, and no it is not PMS. I feel so alone right now, and not just because I am alone in the room. I see everyone making lifelong friends here, but I can't get close enough to anyone. I don't know why. There's just something about me that drives people away. I yearn for what I had back home. Or maybe even more. I was looking at the people on facebook and how many friends and comments they have. I realized that I have so few compared to them. I don't see why I depress myself like this. I guess I am a masochist in a way. Is that even spelled right? Oh well.
The only thing really good that came from this week is that the rough draft of my WRT 150 paper wasn't totally torn apart. The Nun actually liked my work and is expecting more in the future. I'm sure my frame fucked it up, though. Another good thing was that I got to talk to the Adam Pascal look alike in my class for a bit. It was nice, but I think he thought I was weird. What else is new?
I don't fit in here. I want to get out of this country. All I want to do is travel. I want to go everywhere; I want to see everything. I don't know where my life is headed or what is in store. It frightens the hell out of me, to be completely honest. It would be so much easier if someone could just tell me what to do with the rest of my life. I may not like it, but I wouldn't have to go through the painful decision-making process. Damn my indecisiveness.
Good news: I have a new idea for a novel, which will prove, hopefully, to be better than my other. I still have yet to decide how to start it off, though. And tomorrow evening, I'm going clubbing. I better be in a better mood for that. I'm rather concerned to wear the top that I plan to, but I'll suck up all of that inhibition and do it. I'm trying to make a more confident me. It's going to be tough.
I guess that's it for now. Um...remember to add my new msn name BtheMask@hotmail.com to your little buddy lists.
The one and only,
Dimitri
The only thing really good that came from this week is that the rough draft of my WRT 150 paper wasn't totally torn apart. The Nun actually liked my work and is expecting more in the future. I'm sure my frame fucked it up, though. Another good thing was that I got to talk to the Adam Pascal look alike in my class for a bit. It was nice, but I think he thought I was weird. What else is new?
I don't fit in here. I want to get out of this country. All I want to do is travel. I want to go everywhere; I want to see everything. I don't know where my life is headed or what is in store. It frightens the hell out of me, to be completely honest. It would be so much easier if someone could just tell me what to do with the rest of my life. I may not like it, but I wouldn't have to go through the painful decision-making process. Damn my indecisiveness.
Good news: I have a new idea for a novel, which will prove, hopefully, to be better than my other. I still have yet to decide how to start it off, though. And tomorrow evening, I'm going clubbing. I better be in a better mood for that. I'm rather concerned to wear the top that I plan to, but I'll suck up all of that inhibition and do it. I'm trying to make a more confident me. It's going to be tough.
I guess that's it for now. Um...remember to add my new msn name BtheMask@hotmail.com to your little buddy lists.
The one and only,
Dimitri