Apr 02, 2003 22:47
London is the loneliest place ever, I'm banging my head against a wall every day. I don't want to be here. I don't want to do anything. Just curl up in a hole with people I love and be happy...
Why do I have to learn stuff? Why do I have to work? Why should I prioritise these things above things I love doing? Why can't I be with Lellie all the time? Why do I live in a big smelly lonely hell hole?
Life really sucks!
I miss being young. Having no responsibilities. Everything was just for fun.
I miss the summer. That was great. No girlfriend then though.
Hopefully this summer will be better. But I doubt it. People expect me to get a job. Earn some money for next year at uni.
Why do I want to earn money to pay for something I don't want? Why am I doing this for other people?
I suppose it's all a means to an end. I suppose I'll have a job at the end of my course. Unlike all you bum arts students.
I'll be rich, then be able to do whatever the hell I like.
But at what cost now...?