se enciende mi corazón...
It's not been one of my better weeks.
I'm rather irritated with people; my encounters with members of society have been less than pleasant lately. Not sure if I am the problem or if people are the problem, though it is likely a particular combination of both. Just having some issues with a group project, and then with various other groups of people, and really. There comes a point when enough is enough, and one just has to lock oneself in a room somewhere far away from the rest of the world.
And yet, at the same time, I'm extremely fond of my friends here. In fact, I'm extremely fond of my friends in general. As much as people in general are becoming too much, my friends are strangely not included, no matter how dark the mood. I appreciate that. I love my friends. Y el niño, claro está, lo amo también. Demo, él no necesita saber todavía; himitsu desu.
I'm also a little let down by the way things are looking for next year. AV is probably not an option, what with cutting back on the number of students allowed to return. Only five people out of all the upcoming juniors and seniors...it's really very unfair. The roommate and I have been living in this room for the past three years. We've been in the AV since we got here. I'm honestly very put out at being ejected from the AV, from our room on the second floor. This is home, really. Le sigh. Not to mention, what's going to happen to the band next year? It seems like a lot of things are just falling toward the unfamiliar. Like last year was our golden year, and it won't get back to that again. (Though I must admit that there is a marked improvement this year in at least one matter...)
Things are just being difficult this week. I've managed to stave off any bouts of depression for the last month and a half, though, so it's kind of a record there. Always have to relapse eventually, but it's honestly not as bad as it usually is. Which is interesting, methinks.
I am so sleepy.
Been busy lately, and haven't really had much chance to work on my stories. I miss writing for fun. Note to self: make more time for writing fiction. And don't take six classes again. Bad idea, that.
I kind of want it to snow, but I also know better. Snow is always pretty from this side of winter, but after the new year it gets to overstaying its welcome. Still, I kind of can't help it. Holiday mindset is creeping in my direction.
Think I'll go read for awhile. Then sleep-time. Goodnight, lj.
I'm rather irritated with people; my encounters with members of society have been less than pleasant lately. Not sure if I am the problem or if people are the problem, though it is likely a particular combination of both. Just having some issues with a group project, and then with various other groups of people, and really. There comes a point when enough is enough, and one just has to lock oneself in a room somewhere far away from the rest of the world.
And yet, at the same time, I'm extremely fond of my friends here. In fact, I'm extremely fond of my friends in general. As much as people in general are becoming too much, my friends are strangely not included, no matter how dark the mood. I appreciate that. I love my friends. Y el niño, claro está, lo amo también. Demo, él no necesita saber todavía; himitsu desu.
I'm also a little let down by the way things are looking for next year. AV is probably not an option, what with cutting back on the number of students allowed to return. Only five people out of all the upcoming juniors and seniors...it's really very unfair. The roommate and I have been living in this room for the past three years. We've been in the AV since we got here. I'm honestly very put out at being ejected from the AV, from our room on the second floor. This is home, really. Le sigh. Not to mention, what's going to happen to the band next year? It seems like a lot of things are just falling toward the unfamiliar. Like last year was our golden year, and it won't get back to that again. (Though I must admit that there is a marked improvement this year in at least one matter...)
Things are just being difficult this week. I've managed to stave off any bouts of depression for the last month and a half, though, so it's kind of a record there. Always have to relapse eventually, but it's honestly not as bad as it usually is. Which is interesting, methinks.
I am so sleepy.
Been busy lately, and haven't really had much chance to work on my stories. I miss writing for fun. Note to self: make more time for writing fiction. And don't take six classes again. Bad idea, that.
I kind of want it to snow, but I also know better. Snow is always pretty from this side of winter, but after the new year it gets to overstaying its welcome. Still, I kind of can't help it. Holiday mindset is creeping in my direction.
Think I'll go read for awhile. Then sleep-time. Goodnight, lj.