We're Falling Apart To Halftime...
OK, I know I haven't wrote here in...forever. I was busy. Happy late New Year! OK, now that is done, here's what's up:
I started classes up again late Jan. and dare I say it...I don't hate them? Oh Em Gee, I just did say it. English - interesting. I have to write a book and since I'm a writer by hobby, this might help me...funnnnnnn. Really, that's not sarcastic. I'm actually meaning this! Be proud of me.
History - besides all the notes writing, I kinda like it. It's structured, but yet, i don't feel so horribly confined. It's a nice feeling. Plus, I actually like history. It does repeat itself, after all.
Philosophy - my professor looks like the lead singer for OK Go. That's enough reason for me to like the class. :-)
History of Music In Film - Movies all class long : Yes, please! The professor is kinda boring, but whatever. I'll do the work and deal.
Theology - Interesting subject, interesting professor, interesting everything. It's just interesting.
Now you know. So, what's with the title? Can you guess it? Its a boy! It's always a boy...I'm pathetic. I shame normal people. I'm a lamer. I fail. You get the point...
He sits next to me in English - no wonder I like the class - and he's nice. And that's all I get from him...that he's a nice guy and hes totally not into me. And I can't blame him. I'm WEIRD. I know I am, and for the most part, I like it. I like my quirks...I just think not a lot of people will like them too. And is it wrong for me to want people, even this random guy to just...think well of me? Just a little? I honestly don't know. My mom would say it's their loss. I say I lost, since I might just lose friends because I have NO CLUE what I'm doing. I feel sometimes like I never will. It's sad, eh? I'm a sad girl sometimes. I want to speak to him, but...how can I? I'm a wimp. I feel like I sound like a moron. Maybe I should be a nun. They don't deal with this. They're lucky. Maybe I should give up. Maybe...I should tap him on the shoulder and say, sounding as confident as I can, "Hello, how are you?" Yeahhhhhhh.............not gonna happen. Wish me luck, though...I might...no, I DO need it.
I started classes up again late Jan. and dare I say it...I don't hate them? Oh Em Gee, I just did say it. English - interesting. I have to write a book and since I'm a writer by hobby, this might help me...funnnnnnn. Really, that's not sarcastic. I'm actually meaning this! Be proud of me.
History - besides all the notes writing, I kinda like it. It's structured, but yet, i don't feel so horribly confined. It's a nice feeling. Plus, I actually like history. It does repeat itself, after all.
Philosophy - my professor looks like the lead singer for OK Go. That's enough reason for me to like the class. :-)
History of Music In Film - Movies all class long : Yes, please! The professor is kinda boring, but whatever. I'll do the work and deal.
Theology - Interesting subject, interesting professor, interesting everything. It's just interesting.
Now you know. So, what's with the title? Can you guess it? Its a boy! It's always a boy...I'm pathetic. I shame normal people. I'm a lamer. I fail. You get the point...
He sits next to me in English - no wonder I like the class - and he's nice. And that's all I get from him...that he's a nice guy and hes totally not into me. And I can't blame him. I'm WEIRD. I know I am, and for the most part, I like it. I like my quirks...I just think not a lot of people will like them too. And is it wrong for me to want people, even this random guy to just...think well of me? Just a little? I honestly don't know. My mom would say it's their loss. I say I lost, since I might just lose friends because I have NO CLUE what I'm doing. I feel sometimes like I never will. It's sad, eh? I'm a sad girl sometimes. I want to speak to him, but...how can I? I'm a wimp. I feel like I sound like a moron. Maybe I should be a nun. They don't deal with this. They're lucky. Maybe I should give up. Maybe...I should tap him on the shoulder and say, sounding as confident as I can, "Hello, how are you?" Yeahhhhhhh.............not gonna happen. Wish me luck, though...I might...no, I DO need it.