what a bore
theres really no point to this im just procrastinating doing that stupid essay. its easy i just dont want to do it. i hate stuff like that. like studying. youre never done, you can always do more. essays are like that. im kind of excited for friday and idk why. nothing of any interest is really going on in my life at the moment. actually that's not entirely true. theres nothing of any interest that i feel like writing about on livejournal. there are a couple of things that are starting to bug me. knowing me i wont deal with them now, ill let it get to the point where its unbearable and then ill do something. man thats an exaggeration if there ever was one. i sort of suck at communication. i dont really communicate whats going on in my head to others as well as i would like to. some ppl just pretty much understand me and what im thinking no matter if i said the total opposite or didnt say anything at all. actually no becci does and then sometimes other ppl do. sometimes i feel like ppl dont listen to me. like they just hear me but theyre not LISTENING. does anyone know the code to make put words in italics? sometimes i feel like ppl dont really care about what im thinking or what im feeling and they dont really care enough to even try to understand. like they just interpret whatever situation or problem i describe as "the exact same thing thats going on with [them]" (even if its not the same thing) so they can go "omg i know exactly what u mean" and talk about their issue(s). idk where this is all coming from. theres not like this one person whose been doing that to me a lot lately or a lot of ppl doing it a little. its just something i notice. i dont like having to reassure my friends that these posts arent directed at them. im not that gay to deal with some problem im having with someone by bringing it up on lj instead of in conversation or something. actually maybe i am. i think ppl at my school think im gay bcuz of my hair now. that reminds me of carlos from warped tour. man i made myself out to be such a slut to that kid. he kept asking me what i was doing after i got out of line and idk somehow it turned into me giving him prices for performing sexual favors for him. of course i would never do that and the prices i mentioned were really really woah but whatever it was amusing and i was bored and his face when i was saying all of this was really funny. i have a lot of stupid memories like that. if u talk to me one on one a lot u know i tell really random stupid stories about stuff that's happened to me that no one really gives a damn about a lot. i wonder if thats annoying. i bet it is unless you could remember it too and be like oh yeah or whatever. whatever its not like if its annoying id stop anyways.____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________bangbangbang