friday night and the lights are low...
i'm sitting in my brother's living room. yes, it's my living room too, but he's the one who lives here for now. and boy does he live here. quelle sorte de SLOB!
i'm been surfing the interweb. looking at people's blogs etc., cause really, what else is there to do on friday evening?
my answer will have to be: nothing. because i need to relax, recupe, rejuve, unwind... somehow the first two weeks back went downhill 3 days ago. thinking back, i was having a deadly time. smiling and dancing practically every step of the way. of course it was all pretty much a dream. one of those dreams that you think is going to end so well, and then the plot twists and you wake up crying.
i am a very self-destructive person. especially when it comes to drinking* & boys. generally, i can handle drinking sans boys. now, boys alone... i will not claim to have any control in this area. because quite frankly, i don't. my master plan A at the moment is to get a transfer to blackall and lock myself in my room except to eat, do bathroom type activities, and go to class. now, i already forsee a few problems with this plan. 1. i don't like girls. 2. i won't become any better with interacting with boys if i'm never around them. 3. i don't like blackall.
so there must be a plan B somewhere. yes. a less drastic plan in which i suck it up, and realise that it could be worse... i could actually live in blackall. B-B-B-L-A A-A-A-C-K A-A-A-L-L AAAAAY BLACKALL!
barf. and now. to commence relaxation.
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*drinking free booze - meaning booze that i do not pay for.
i'm been surfing the interweb. looking at people's blogs etc., cause really, what else is there to do on friday evening?
my answer will have to be: nothing. because i need to relax, recupe, rejuve, unwind... somehow the first two weeks back went downhill 3 days ago. thinking back, i was having a deadly time. smiling and dancing practically every step of the way. of course it was all pretty much a dream. one of those dreams that you think is going to end so well, and then the plot twists and you wake up crying.
i am a very self-destructive person. especially when it comes to drinking* & boys. generally, i can handle drinking sans boys. now, boys alone... i will not claim to have any control in this area. because quite frankly, i don't. my master plan A at the moment is to get a transfer to blackall and lock myself in my room except to eat, do bathroom type activities, and go to class. now, i already forsee a few problems with this plan. 1. i don't like girls. 2. i won't become any better with interacting with boys if i'm never around them. 3. i don't like blackall.
so there must be a plan B somewhere. yes. a less drastic plan in which i suck it up, and realise that it could be worse... i could actually live in blackall. B-B-B-L-A A-A-A-C-K A-A-A-L-L AAAAAY BLACKALL!
barf. and now. to commence relaxation.
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*drinking free booze - meaning booze that i do not pay for.