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I'm not feeling very well. I've had, as you say... 'Enough.'
It's all just too much.
My coursework is overlapping now, which is very unhelpful because my brain is going at a million different speeds. If it was all creative work, I could cope, but it's not. It's academic essays, arts council applications, production files and set design. I want it to all go away so me and Rachel can enjoy our design unit. We have loads of dieas and I can't wait to sit down and draw my set and my costumes. Going to Borvick tomorrow for material samples :-) Derrick Jarman is a weirdo :-S I liked the imagery, but its not really what we were looking for. And there's a wedding, too, which is great news. So we can make a wedding dress out of plastic :-D
Jonathan is just being unhelpful. Very much so. I might go and talk to Caroline tomorrow. Because I'm not happy with the production side of things, and think English is a far better option. I need her to know about everything. Before it all starts to get out of hand again.
The bank wont extend my overdraft, so I'm skint. No time for a job, either. So I duno what I'm going to do. The only thing I can do, I don't want to, because its stupid and dangerous.
Vic didn't give me any Ketamine. She's right. She's a good friend. She's gona give me it on Friday. Yay. Had a nice evening with her and Paul, actually. Was good to just sit and watch TV and chat. Chilled me right out until Danny kept phoning.
Yus. I had a row with Danny. But its ok. He was just being a pissed up twat face. I like him much better when he doesn't drink. He drilled my head man. And I reacted. And told him to back off.
Im getting over Dave. We spoke the other day, and he just infuriated me with his stupidity more than anything. With his flashy lifestyle and no credit. Why do some people spend their lives letting people down and treating thm like shit>? These people that they call their friends? He's been on the myspace, too... Earlier today. Commenting my picture and telling me he likes my hair. Misses me lots, too. Which shows because he always phones and texts me.
I deleted the texts he sent me. The ones that made me think he was a nice bloke. A nice bloke that I possibly could see myself being with for the rest of my life. Hah. Way to be fucked over.
But this means that I have a new number one man, because I've managed to get the one I don't need out of my head. Danny and I ae getting really close. I quite like it, but at the same time feel a bit encroached. Is that the word? I think so. We'll see at Happy Nation, eh. I find it weird when boys are nice. And soppy. And tell you you;re beautiful. I don't quite know how to take it, especially with men like him. I'm not letting my guard down.
xxx
It's all just too much.
My coursework is overlapping now, which is very unhelpful because my brain is going at a million different speeds. If it was all creative work, I could cope, but it's not. It's academic essays, arts council applications, production files and set design. I want it to all go away so me and Rachel can enjoy our design unit. We have loads of dieas and I can't wait to sit down and draw my set and my costumes. Going to Borvick tomorrow for material samples :-) Derrick Jarman is a weirdo :-S I liked the imagery, but its not really what we were looking for. And there's a wedding, too, which is great news. So we can make a wedding dress out of plastic :-D
Jonathan is just being unhelpful. Very much so. I might go and talk to Caroline tomorrow. Because I'm not happy with the production side of things, and think English is a far better option. I need her to know about everything. Before it all starts to get out of hand again.
The bank wont extend my overdraft, so I'm skint. No time for a job, either. So I duno what I'm going to do. The only thing I can do, I don't want to, because its stupid and dangerous.
Vic didn't give me any Ketamine. She's right. She's a good friend. She's gona give me it on Friday. Yay. Had a nice evening with her and Paul, actually. Was good to just sit and watch TV and chat. Chilled me right out until Danny kept phoning.
Yus. I had a row with Danny. But its ok. He was just being a pissed up twat face. I like him much better when he doesn't drink. He drilled my head man. And I reacted. And told him to back off.
Im getting over Dave. We spoke the other day, and he just infuriated me with his stupidity more than anything. With his flashy lifestyle and no credit. Why do some people spend their lives letting people down and treating thm like shit>? These people that they call their friends? He's been on the myspace, too... Earlier today. Commenting my picture and telling me he likes my hair. Misses me lots, too. Which shows because he always phones and texts me.
I deleted the texts he sent me. The ones that made me think he was a nice bloke. A nice bloke that I possibly could see myself being with for the rest of my life. Hah. Way to be fucked over.
But this means that I have a new number one man, because I've managed to get the one I don't need out of my head. Danny and I ae getting really close. I quite like it, but at the same time feel a bit encroached. Is that the word? I think so. We'll see at Happy Nation, eh. I find it weird when boys are nice. And soppy. And tell you you;re beautiful. I don't quite know how to take it, especially with men like him. I'm not letting my guard down.
xxx