So, I'm thinking....
I should procrastinate much, much less.
It's not going to happen.
SO this week is all about Art. I'm actually, surprisingly sick of art. To think that I want my entire life to revolve around it is actually scaring the crap out of me. I have never been so frustrated, perhaps it’s the fact that Ms. Beasley would rather mull over Su Ann’s incorrect compositional sketches then my work which needs a lot of help working out what is going to go on top of what. Ah. Fuck.
It feels as though there is so much spinning around in my head. I must admit I’m coping with the stress extremely well, I’m actually happy…either that or I’m in COMPLETE denial that I have about a million and one things to get completed by Friday! Muahaha. I think its pretty safe to say, that if LCC or Bristol don’t accept me to their foundation courses, I’m screwed.
So I basically hang out with the guys now. I’ve never been so used to having to eat my meals surrounded by conversations involving weird sex acts and say, bowel movements. Just. Great. It eventually grosses me out, but by then I’ve managed to shovel down a large majority of the meal or I’m getting full. Either way… it would be nice to have some friends, that are girls… that can either come out some more or that aren’t trying to getting into every..... male’s....... pants.........
All the girls seem to playing Bold and Beautiful or something, well not all and you know who are you are. Some seem to think that their lives are the worst and their problems are so bad and blah blah blah! Gosh! I’m not saying that I’m not there for people when they need and all, but don’t compete with me over whose life is the worst. COME ON. And… please don’t lie to me. It fucks with my head. I like to trust people… I also like to be happy and I don’t like stressing over things that don’t need to be stressed over…. Even if they are meant to stressed over. I’d like to spend as little time as possible stressing.
STOP STRESSING, as per normal I go with… If you can’t change it, get over it.
But I’m pretty happy with my friends, excluding the high school drama’s about choosing one friend over the other… I’m just trying to be happy and trying to share that… I want to be a social butterfly? Argh. I dunno. Enough.
Life can be such a bitch, but it would be really boring it wasn’t.
I love those people that stick by me... and really know me. I truly love u (: