Wherein greeting card holidays breed doubt.

Feb 14, 2009 19:54

What the hell are all these...toy...things? I must have shot down half a dozen of them just picking stuff up from my office.

Sometimes I'm glad when holidays fall on the weekends and I don't have to be around school for them.

That being said...I'm going home.

...After I grade these papers.

((Falcon is too good of a shot to get hit. But uh...he's in school for a little bit this afternoon so...feel free to crush? SHOCKY I am still up for our plan it will just have to live in backdate land a little. DB ))
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Sometimes I wish the journal network would just shut up.

I don't care about your greeting card holiday and I sure as hell don't want to hear about your stupid high school crushes or how it sucks that you're single and

Who am I even talking to?

I don't understand why I can't come to terms with the fact that I will never be able to have a normal relationship.

You bring this on yourself. Out of god knows how many people in this school, how many eligible people in this school you get yourself mixed up with the married-with-kids Bio teacher. You sure can pick them.

So now he is off enjoying his normal relationship and you are alone.

But that's what you want, isn't it? That's what you like. Just understand that no matter what you do, when it all comes down to it, you can't be like normal people. You don't want to be. You'd drive yourself crazy with how mundane ordinary life is. That's why, no matter what you tell yourself, you hate this school.

It's just that I wish that he and I could

It makes me so jealous that I can't have

Sometimes I get so sick of hiding. Not just him. Everything. I can't even put my thoughts down on a piece of paper. I'm not cut out for this kind of thing.

I think I'm going to go out for a drink. Or six.

falcon rant, love is a many splendored thing, i have issues, i need booze

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