I always whine about being scared of being alone. But sometimes it also happens that people around me become a bit too much. I do love dearly all my friends here, but I also love me. While running between school, work, gigs and friends, I hardly ever get any time for myself.. Like you know, watch a movie on my computer, do some girly things.. I have to plan at least some time for myself weeks and weeks ahead, when a day is free of work or school and there is nothing planned. I wait for this day and when it finally comes, someone calls and asks for something. I just can't refuse my friends, when they ask for help, whatever that is, because I want to lay on the sofa and read my book. I will feel terribly guilty about it, because I know that if I was in their situation, it would suck for me to be alone. So if I am able to help in any way, I always will. But where does this leave me? I didn't have time to even touch my book for a week already. I didn't have time to simply polish my nails. I had to cancel yet another meeting with a friend today, because I have a stupid exam tomorrow. So I spent my only day off this week reading completely boring crap for the exam, doing laundry and cleaning my room during the breaks, when I just couldn't sit anymore. Is this normal? I am so tired of running around. I just want to spend at least some time simply procrastinating, doing things I like only for myself and enjoying it.
I see now that I shouldn't have taken a course for the intensive week, but should have stayed home, resting. But no, it's never enough.
I heard a song yesterday. When I woke up today singing it, I understood that I am in love with it. This is Deadsy with an acoustic version of 'The Last Story Ever'. They also have a 'usual' heavier version of it, which I also like a lot, but this is how I heard it for the first time. Reminds me of you-know-who.
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