Writing Updates: Sigh - Pocketful of Rainbows
English: Modern Fantasy and Science Fiction (July 10)
Topic: Horror: Gothic & Victorian
Graphic Representation Due
Respond to course conference topics
+ Initial Response (1 Response)
+ Initial Response (1 Response)
Philosophy: Ideas Shaping the 21st Century (July 10)
Do:
Quiz 3
Conference 4 ( + 1, 2 response)
Mirage Island:
Days: Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Minute: x:05 - x:16 (hour not 10 or 12)
Time: pending
Shiny Wish Jirachi is silver~! ;w;
I spent all yesterday morning working on that graphic presentation. And comparing to the examples, I’m way off base. But that’s okay since I can fix it fairly easily. I’m confident I can do it. And the new version looks better anyways totally included Iorek! Done with my homework for the day. Whoo.
Not feeling like working on Flare today. My shoulder’s on fire.
One: I’m still pissed at you. And there’s no way I can actually bring this to you. You always say one thing and do another and it’s always been a case of such annoyance. You try and be reassuring but it still hurts. It might always hurt. And I think I’m okay with that now. But I miss the idea that you used to support me. I don’t like the idea it can’t be fixed. I don’t like the idea that I can’t say any of these things to your face. You’re the same jackass you’ve always been. God knows why I still love you, but I do. I suppose that’s the reason I’m still covering for you. And I hope that for everything that’s happened you know that. I can’t stress it enough I love you for all your jackassery and no amount of venting is going to help.
Two: I have no idea why you guys put up with me. I mean that honestly. I can be fickle and mean, though I try not to be. I’m not perfect, I can be selfish, and sometimes it’s really hard for me to say what’s on my mind. But I appreciate all the love you’ve given me. And I swear one day I’ll try and figure out how to make that something tangible (and a decent form of payment). If not for you guys I’d probably still be a very sad and lonely little girl.
Three: I understand you’re trying to be supportive. And you’ve never fostered competition between us. But it hurts when you say things like that and then say how proud you are. It doesn’t take away the first comment. And I try not to take it personally but you have to understand, I’ve gotten a lot of underhanded comments from a lot of people. And it doesn’t matter how close we are, it hurts more when you say things like that. I can, for the most part, brush off the stupid shit other people say. But when you echo their thoughts it makes me feel worthless. Thanks for that. And yes, I am taking it personally, how else can I? I know it may not be what you meant to say but it is what you said. And yes, I’m still sore about it. Yes, I will get over it. It’s already hard enough for me to think I can do anything with my degree as it is, and your comments really don’t help. I’m generally against the idiot “up your ass” comments but that’s where you can put it.
Four: You’re too hard on yourself! You’re beautiful and wonderful to me. That can be enough. Anyone who tells you otherwise will have to answer to me. How long it takes to do something isn’t important. The fact remains that you’re doing something; take that at face value. You’ve always been an amazing force in my life. I’d be lost without you. And I wish I could tell you more often than I do how wonderfully amazing you are.
Five: I’m really not interested. Though I do appreciate your enthusiasm. It’s just I’m very particular and you’re not him. You make me smile, but I wish you’d realize I treat everyone this way.
Six: Don’t let anyone push you around. You’re smart and funny, and when you try you’re very charming. Even though more often than not you lack all tact. You’ll get better at it. And I know you never mean to tear me down, so take a deep breath and remember that you do help me more than I can express adequately.
Seven: I worry about you. We used to talk so well and now it’s like pulling teeth. I know I shouldn’t be this terrible and jealous. But I am, because I feel like I have nowhere to go. And when I do need your help you’re biting or say inappropriate things. I feel like you get mad at me at the drop of a hat and that regardless of what I do, I’m just an idiot. I’m not being challenging. I’m stepping up and taking care of things because you’re not doing it. If you’re so fucking mad at me about the way things get done, step up and do them yourself. You’re capable enough.
Eight: I get frustrated with you but don’t know how to say it. I feel like you’re being mean to me just because you can be. And I don’t think that’s fair. And sometimes, I feel like I’m being overly sensitive and I don’t know where to draw the line.
Nine: If I were any more in love with you, my heart would burst. And though that may be fairly obvious to pretty much everyone, I wish I could actually say it to you. I miss you and I’d love for nothing more than to say it. But I’m afraid that for all my good intentions, I’ll fuck it up. I try not to worry about what other people think of me (and for the most part have it down), but I’m afraid I’m a fickle child who will only hurt you (and that you see me as such). And I feel like you deserve so much better than that. In fact, the more I think about it, the more I wish I could just call you up and pour out my heart. But then I feel like that would be way too overbearing and I fear you’d get too annoyed with me. I feel insecure about what I ought to say and how I ought to behave at the same time you make my confidence soar. It doesn’t help that you just reassure me with a smile.
Ten: Thank you for reaffirming that first impressions aren’t everything.