I've neglected this terribly... yet, with reason this time.
I do not like writing when my life is tumultuous. I'm awaiting the calm before the rain; rather after.
Life is going both good and bad;
I've been working doubles, everyday, for nearly three weeks now.
Received my third pay raise in eight months.
And, I find out on Wednesday if I receive my grant for school, thanks to an unexplained endeavor by someone other than myself.
Meanwhile, I have been losing touch with my friends as my life becomes more successful... and this worries me.
Little girl, how do feel now that all eyes are focused on you alone? Well-off, and drowning. How long can you bend before you break under the pressure?
I'm changing as a person, while at the same time existing as the same; just masked beneath a weave of callousness and smiles. I have always told others that I am incapable of acting... but reflecting on life, I would have to say that is bullshit. I'm just afraid of people, and their reactions.
And I really, really need to get over this.
Life is going both good and bad;
I've been working doubles, everyday, for nearly three weeks now.
Received my third pay raise in eight months.
And, I find out on Wednesday if I receive my grant for school, thanks to an unexplained endeavor by someone other than myself.
Meanwhile, I have been losing touch with my friends as my life becomes more successful... and this worries me.
Little girl, how do feel now that all eyes are focused on you alone? Well-off, and drowning. How long can you bend before you break under the pressure?
I'm changing as a person, while at the same time existing as the same; just masked beneath a weave of callousness and smiles. I have always told others that I am incapable of acting... but reflecting on life, I would have to say that is bullshit. I'm just afraid of people, and their reactions.
And I really, really need to get over this.