Russian Prince or Vengeful Scotsman?
Hello.
Two consecutive entries. Miracles do happen.
Unfortunately, this is more of a "*sigh* emote emote emote" entry than anything else. This is where I would say "Cut for whiny" but I am decidedly bad at technology. Not to worry, there are no drastic unfortunates my life sphere at the moment. I am just being mopey. Mopey mopey mope mope mope.
I am simply not my self today. Maybe I am Nicholas Romanov, maybe I am William Wallace, but I am just not myself. Today consisted of me having a distinct lack of self control and social awareness. I would be talking to someone, and then say something completely inappropriate; true, but inappropriate. I would be in a group discussion and feel myself getting loud and obnoxious. The longer the conversation went on, I could hear myself getting louder and more obnoxious, but I couldn' t make myself rein it in. I was being attention seeking and rude. It was horrible. I should say is. It's still happening. I am actually trying not to say much out loud just now, because I am still feeling the need to seek attention. Actually, desperately hound the surrounding people for attention to the point where it is painful for me to listen to myself is more accurate. How awful. I am having a low self esteem day. I do not know how to handle them, so I am weakly attempting to rein myself in. I figure if a do a short online rant, It will take the egde of the neediness. No worries, this is nothing some tea and sleep can't mend. I am also making pie. That should help.
I do promise my next entry will be far more pleasant. Warm regards to you and yours. Au revoir mes cheres, mon coeur est avec toi jusqu'à ce que nous nous réunissions encore. (High five for French exam studying)
With all the gloom of a bear-nose filled honey jar,
Highlander Romanov
Edit: I had a cup of tea and a nap. Everything's good. That's what I get for staying up till three watching Hellsing every day for a week.