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Today was a pathetically long day.
My bangs are getting so long I have to push them to the side to even be able to know what's going on in the world around me...and I did push them aside, and now I want to hide underneath my bangs for all of eternity because I just can't handle watching what's going on around me and not being able to do anything about it. Or being too lazy or lost to do anything about it.
I am really, really starting to feel the pressure everyone always talked about.
On top of that there's the black cloud of Dondero closing following all of us around, and it's affecting us whether we know it or not, you can see the frantic look in everyone's eyes and in their behavior.
And in mine. I'm getting desperate.
Things are speeding up and my schedule's getting busier, which I didn't know was possible, just when I need more time. I need time to hang out with people. I need to hang out with friends I haven't hung out with in too long, and I need time to hang out with friends I haven't ever hung out with but want to, and I need time to hang out with the boy that is on my mind virtually 24/7.
I'm sick of listening to everyone talk about everyone else's lives, I'm dissapointed at how much I know about other people's very personal business, and I know how much people probably know about mine. I'm going to work on keeping my mouth shut. It's so sad how much of our time is spent talking about other people's shit. I need to stop, it needs to stop.
Math class needs to stop. Biology needs to stop,dammit.
Turn for the worse.
i had lunch with mimi today and it was, i think, the sole good thing about my day. worth it.
THINGS, PEOPLE AND CERTAIN ASPECTS OF LIFE HAVE BECOME PITIFULLY PREDICTABLE (ILLITERATON). I FEEL LIKE A FRICKEN FORTUNE TELLER OVER HERE, AS I CAN PLAN MY STEPS AND WORDS BASED ON WHAT I KNOW YOU'RE GOING TO SAY, THINK, OR WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN.
I have to be somewhere but I'm running late and I can't promise you I'll ever get there.
My bangs are getting so long I have to push them to the side to even be able to know what's going on in the world around me...and I did push them aside, and now I want to hide underneath my bangs for all of eternity because I just can't handle watching what's going on around me and not being able to do anything about it. Or being too lazy or lost to do anything about it.
I am really, really starting to feel the pressure everyone always talked about.
On top of that there's the black cloud of Dondero closing following all of us around, and it's affecting us whether we know it or not, you can see the frantic look in everyone's eyes and in their behavior.
And in mine. I'm getting desperate.
Things are speeding up and my schedule's getting busier, which I didn't know was possible, just when I need more time. I need time to hang out with people. I need to hang out with friends I haven't hung out with in too long, and I need time to hang out with friends I haven't ever hung out with but want to, and I need time to hang out with the boy that is on my mind virtually 24/7.
I'm sick of listening to everyone talk about everyone else's lives, I'm dissapointed at how much I know about other people's very personal business, and I know how much people probably know about mine. I'm going to work on keeping my mouth shut. It's so sad how much of our time is spent talking about other people's shit. I need to stop, it needs to stop.
Math class needs to stop. Biology needs to stop,dammit.
Turn for the worse.
i had lunch with mimi today and it was, i think, the sole good thing about my day. worth it.
THINGS, PEOPLE AND CERTAIN ASPECTS OF LIFE HAVE BECOME PITIFULLY PREDICTABLE (ILLITERATON). I FEEL LIKE A FRICKEN FORTUNE TELLER OVER HERE, AS I CAN PLAN MY STEPS AND WORDS BASED ON WHAT I KNOW YOU'RE GOING TO SAY, THINK, OR WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN.
I have to be somewhere but I'm running late and I can't promise you I'll ever get there.