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I'm in and have been in a sort of weird mood. A bit of a funk if you will. There are two things dictating this feeling, and more one than the other. The first is that Rianna has been in a sort of crumby mood, and I'm not going to go into why, because that's not so much the issue, but we'll get back to that. The other reason is school of course. Maybe it's a little bit of senioritus, but I just can't get myself to work enough on this project I have for electronic music, and every thing I make is complete shit. I don't have any musical talent. I can play a guitar all right if you tell me what chords to play, or I can sing a song if I'm given the pitch to match, but when I have to make something all on my own it turns out complete shit. I should never have taken this class. I mean, I could have slept in till 10:20 every day if it weren't for this class, and instead of being fun I feel like it's the class that I'm going to end up failing. I'm also kind of stressed over biology, but that's just because it's a time intensive class, and it's easy to feel that things aren't going right, but I talk with the teacher often enough and I feel things have been going just fine. I've gotten no lower than a B- on anything in the class, homeworks included, and generally get A-'s on anything big, so I should get a fine grade there despite the stress I give myself.
Then with Rianna, she was and still is to the best of my knowledge having a tough time with things, and I say things for two reasons. One is that I'm not going to go sharing other people's problems without their permission, and two because she wouldn't talk to me about them. She didn't want me to worry, which while I understand the idea, doesn't work when not telling me anything only makes me worry more because when I don't know what's wrong, anything can be wrong. I never feel like it's me that's the issue, and I'm not, but it doesn't stop my head from wondering all over. We talked though some last night before going to bed. I was so tired otherwise I might have said more, but talking on the bed was the invite I needed for sleep that I hadn't gotten the previous nights. I may go into the events of the weekend later, but for now there's not the time. Peace.
Then with Rianna, she was and still is to the best of my knowledge having a tough time with things, and I say things for two reasons. One is that I'm not going to go sharing other people's problems without their permission, and two because she wouldn't talk to me about them. She didn't want me to worry, which while I understand the idea, doesn't work when not telling me anything only makes me worry more because when I don't know what's wrong, anything can be wrong. I never feel like it's me that's the issue, and I'm not, but it doesn't stop my head from wondering all over. We talked though some last night before going to bed. I was so tired otherwise I might have said more, but talking on the bed was the invite I needed for sleep that I hadn't gotten the previous nights. I may go into the events of the weekend later, but for now there's not the time. Peace.