should've gotten off a couple of stops ago
It's been a while since I updated this with anything that wasn't a fic, or crazed fic ramblings. Stuff does happen, but I can never to think to post when it's still relatively underneath the umbrella tag of 'fresh'. And we're off to a rolicking start, aren't we - not a paragraph in, and some weird allegory's already popped up.
I suppose I'm more nervous now.
This week is my last week of school. I only have five more days to cram as much shit about the environment, politics, chemistry, English and a bunch of other stuff before my mocks start. After that, the proper examinations begin, and I can't help but feel that I really should've just gotten off this particular route a couple of stops ago, and huddled back, hiding. You know what really bugs me? My sister's about, what... couple of years younger than me. She already knows what she's going to do. I barely know what I'd like to do, and she's already got her entire life planned out.
Sometimes, I wish I was her. Life seems easier that way, though I bet that it wouldn't if it were me instead of her. I have a horrible habit of being squeamish, living inside my own head a lot and generally not giving a toss after I've wrung myself dry with worry and mood swings over things that happen. Which makes me sound more than a bit nuts.
Oh, happy birthday in advance to Skittly! I'll forget to tell you, or forget what day it is, but HAPPY BIRTHDAY.
Argh, I had things planned for this entry, but it's really mostly me flailing about going 'FECK FECK EXAMS SOMEONE HIDE ME'.... pretty much what I'm doing in real life, only silently, and with enough flailing involved that my cat is giving me seriously worried looks. If I flail myself to death, she won't have books to sleep on.
I hope everyone is okay. If y'all need to talk, don't hesitate to drop me a message or an e-mail or anything.
I suppose I'm more nervous now.
This week is my last week of school. I only have five more days to cram as much shit about the environment, politics, chemistry, English and a bunch of other stuff before my mocks start. After that, the proper examinations begin, and I can't help but feel that I really should've just gotten off this particular route a couple of stops ago, and huddled back, hiding. You know what really bugs me? My sister's about, what... couple of years younger than me. She already knows what she's going to do. I barely know what I'd like to do, and she's already got her entire life planned out.
Sometimes, I wish I was her. Life seems easier that way, though I bet that it wouldn't if it were me instead of her. I have a horrible habit of being squeamish, living inside my own head a lot and generally not giving a toss after I've wrung myself dry with worry and mood swings over things that happen. Which makes me sound more than a bit nuts.
Oh, happy birthday in advance to Skittly! I'll forget to tell you, or forget what day it is, but HAPPY BIRTHDAY.
Argh, I had things planned for this entry, but it's really mostly me flailing about going 'FECK FECK EXAMS SOMEONE HIDE ME'.... pretty much what I'm doing in real life, only silently, and with enough flailing involved that my cat is giving me seriously worried looks. If I flail myself to death, she won't have books to sleep on.
I hope everyone is okay. If y'all need to talk, don't hesitate to drop me a message or an e-mail or anything.