Emtiness...
I've got a horrible headache. All day watched some serial - the idea was to combine rest and study and watch in original without translation... The idea was good, but I've been carried away (as always). Stupid girl! Now even think in English and trying to make a post. Maybe everything is not so bad)
Mad with myself. Feel like I'm wasting my time. Let it flow without any good reason and doing something for my future. I'm stack in my flat. It's not like I don't see people or don't do anything. It's just not enough for me, not right.
I spent nearly half of my Monday with Ket speaking and deciding something about future foto session. It was nice and I have really interesting ideas for myself) Spent some time on Tuesday with other friend - my fanny little girl. Maybe she is a little bit crazy, but I love her)) All of these - not going out of my flat... No cafes... But I've cooked by myself which is strange... Yesterday I was even fun I think so)
Feeling emptiness... Writing easy... Drinking tea... A lot of tea to be honest... Start to repeat in my head "Who cares?"... Don't see sense in the intercourse with Black cat... Feeling like a dead point. Again. Everything not bad, but.... Feeling like I've scruded up (phrase from the serial - not sure that write it right). Work for my diploma... Feeling sick... Afraid to send thesis for Riga. Stupid... No dancing trainings (none has came today - funny girl to sit their for half an hour and then go home). But at least some self training at home and I promise myself - no more cakes...
At least write these ravings of a madman starving from headache. Yep... What am I doing with my life? Who knows? And who cares? Nothing... Just nothing at all....
Mad with myself. Feel like I'm wasting my time. Let it flow without any good reason and doing something for my future. I'm stack in my flat. It's not like I don't see people or don't do anything. It's just not enough for me, not right.
I spent nearly half of my Monday with Ket speaking and deciding something about future foto session. It was nice and I have really interesting ideas for myself) Spent some time on Tuesday with other friend - my fanny little girl. Maybe she is a little bit crazy, but I love her)) All of these - not going out of my flat... No cafes... But I've cooked by myself which is strange... Yesterday I was even fun I think so)
Feeling emptiness... Writing easy... Drinking tea... A lot of tea to be honest... Start to repeat in my head "Who cares?"... Don't see sense in the intercourse with Black cat... Feeling like a dead point. Again. Everything not bad, but.... Feeling like I've scruded up (phrase from the serial - not sure that write it right). Work for my diploma... Feeling sick... Afraid to send thesis for Riga. Stupid... No dancing trainings (none has came today - funny girl to sit their for half an hour and then go home). But at least some self training at home and I promise myself - no more cakes...
At least write these ravings of a madman starving from headache. Yep... What am I doing with my life? Who knows? And who cares? Nothing... Just nothing at all....