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it kinda annoys me that my friends never listen. not even that. they never care enough to ask what's up. won't mention any names, surely, but they never BOTHER to ask what is going on with me, but only are interested in spilling their own problems. what's with that? i don't understand. i know they do appreciate me, and i've known those few people for a while. but--waht the hell? are you not even remotely interested in who you are talking to? at all? even when i try to tell them something, it's like i'm talking to a wall:
"aw really? that sucks. guess what happened to me yesterday..."
and so on. and then they just go on and on. and i've been listening for a couple of years. can i say something too? come on. i'm here and i'm alive. i have stuff going on. maybe i have something interesting to say, damnit.
this is just some steam being let off. love the bitches, but they can't see a thing around them except for, well, themselves. oookay i'm such an old fart. stop it. grrr.
s-t-o-p
on the other side of events--me sick. me very sick. but getting over it. second flu this season. i wanna bang my head on the wall. all stuffed up. don't wanna do anything. but still haven't missed any classes--i've been told i have a sick concept of presentiism lol. yeah making it to labs with fever is not the greatest idea of all. and i don't think i wanna do it ever again. actually, i'm positive i don't. i look and feel disgusting.
another thing that needs to be done--weight loss. not a lot. friends say i shouldn't (lol they are scared i'll get anorexic or something). no freaking way i'll stop eating. love food. just cut down on sweets (my main source of happiness).
lots of things to do--reports, quizzes, work, midterms...i have a sick schedule. eat me.
however, it's a students' life, and it's not just me who is going through it. it's thousands of people. but of course i feel like the center of the world...everyone feels that:)
need to call joey, kat, mila. need to send discs to Vetka. shit. i'm an asshole for not doing it. i'm gonna do it, i promise!!!
kyle's looking for an appartment. somehow i doubt he's gonna move out of his place, regardless of what he is telling me lol.
john is still heartbroken and depressed, from what i hear. that's stretching it, but he's a fragile creature, what can i say:):)
kat's doing well with creating a metal corset for herself to wear (armor?)
dasha is being a sorcastic bitch, cause she hasn't got a life and she needs to criticize others. it's just because i'm a Virgo, i promise. everything you read about us in a horoscope--all true. disterbing, didn't wanna accept it. but it is, even though i don't believe in horoscopes and all that shit.
so, primary goals:
--stop bitching and whining
--get through the next couple weeks with supreme academical performance
--diet (!!!)
--go swimming with Krista (yeah, nice plan. you know it's not gonna happen:P)
--call everyone
--send Mila and Vetka the CD's
--get new music (weird al is entertaining, but after a while..a bit much)
--start wearing makeup and hills on everyday basis
--clean my room
--start going to the gym (this one resembles the swimming thing. good in theory)
--smile to strangers (not the weird ones though, more like--cute boys..wink wink)
everyone at the AC will think i'm a weirdo. ah well.
--pay more attention to time
--cut down on tea intake (too expensive)
--show more cleavage (show assets, after all i have to have something attractive in me. i place bets on boobs--everyone's a boob person, i think)
oookay it's a bit much. scratch the cleavage thing, this is not an achievable goal.
--find more time to read (!!!)
--learn to sleep more then 5 hrs a night
--learn german
--at least once get drunk to the point where i won't remember what happened yesterday (man, that will require a lot of booze...i think i have some really weird tolerance or something)
--go out more. as soon as the stressful time at school and work is over (whenever that is)
--stop talking to strange people on msn
--stop biting on my nails
--start loving my stomach and shoulders
--start flirting with random people
--do not start smoking again, no matter how tempted
--do morning exercisers
--stop wishing i was taller and skinnier and my hair shinier and my eyes bigger. i'm miss perfection as i am. just keep repeating it.............
--don't get bitchy when hungry
--don't get bitchy when sleepy
oookay
this is not too bad. i could go on for days...shallow. very. that's upsetting. very. oh fuck off.
lovs it all. because i can.
Daffka
"aw really? that sucks. guess what happened to me yesterday..."
and so on. and then they just go on and on. and i've been listening for a couple of years. can i say something too? come on. i'm here and i'm alive. i have stuff going on. maybe i have something interesting to say, damnit.
this is just some steam being let off. love the bitches, but they can't see a thing around them except for, well, themselves. oookay i'm such an old fart. stop it. grrr.
s-t-o-p
on the other side of events--me sick. me very sick. but getting over it. second flu this season. i wanna bang my head on the wall. all stuffed up. don't wanna do anything. but still haven't missed any classes--i've been told i have a sick concept of presentiism lol. yeah making it to labs with fever is not the greatest idea of all. and i don't think i wanna do it ever again. actually, i'm positive i don't. i look and feel disgusting.
another thing that needs to be done--weight loss. not a lot. friends say i shouldn't (lol they are scared i'll get anorexic or something). no freaking way i'll stop eating. love food. just cut down on sweets (my main source of happiness).
lots of things to do--reports, quizzes, work, midterms...i have a sick schedule. eat me.
however, it's a students' life, and it's not just me who is going through it. it's thousands of people. but of course i feel like the center of the world...everyone feels that:)
need to call joey, kat, mila. need to send discs to Vetka. shit. i'm an asshole for not doing it. i'm gonna do it, i promise!!!
kyle's looking for an appartment. somehow i doubt he's gonna move out of his place, regardless of what he is telling me lol.
john is still heartbroken and depressed, from what i hear. that's stretching it, but he's a fragile creature, what can i say:):)
kat's doing well with creating a metal corset for herself to wear (armor?)
dasha is being a sorcastic bitch, cause she hasn't got a life and she needs to criticize others. it's just because i'm a Virgo, i promise. everything you read about us in a horoscope--all true. disterbing, didn't wanna accept it. but it is, even though i don't believe in horoscopes and all that shit.
so, primary goals:
--stop bitching and whining
--get through the next couple weeks with supreme academical performance
--diet (!!!)
--go swimming with Krista (yeah, nice plan. you know it's not gonna happen:P)
--call everyone
--send Mila and Vetka the CD's
--get new music (weird al is entertaining, but after a while..a bit much)
--start wearing makeup and hills on everyday basis
--clean my room
--start going to the gym (this one resembles the swimming thing. good in theory)
--smile to strangers (not the weird ones though, more like--cute boys..wink wink)
everyone at the AC will think i'm a weirdo. ah well.
--pay more attention to time
--cut down on tea intake (too expensive)
--show more cleavage (show assets, after all i have to have something attractive in me. i place bets on boobs--everyone's a boob person, i think)
oookay it's a bit much. scratch the cleavage thing, this is not an achievable goal.
--find more time to read (!!!)
--learn to sleep more then 5 hrs a night
--learn german
--at least once get drunk to the point where i won't remember what happened yesterday (man, that will require a lot of booze...i think i have some really weird tolerance or something)
--go out more. as soon as the stressful time at school and work is over (whenever that is)
--stop talking to strange people on msn
--stop biting on my nails
--start loving my stomach and shoulders
--start flirting with random people
--do not start smoking again, no matter how tempted
--do morning exercisers
--stop wishing i was taller and skinnier and my hair shinier and my eyes bigger. i'm miss perfection as i am. just keep repeating it.............
--don't get bitchy when hungry
--don't get bitchy when sleepy
oookay
this is not too bad. i could go on for days...shallow. very. that's upsetting. very. oh fuck off.
lovs it all. because i can.
Daffka