February 3rd, 2008
vortex
As usual, they must have opposite poles that repel each other and whatnot. I feel unbelievably calm.
But calm is as usual, a sign of the storm.
As usual, they must have opposite poles that repel each other and whatnot. I feel unbelievably calm.
But calm is as usual, a sign of the storm.
Funny when you think about how the rest of them probably have someone to tell them to look away. A close friend or just someone who knows.
Just wasn't my day, I guess. No point musing about it either.
You are an island.
Look at the size of that ego.
Sigh. If only I was in the mood to rip out intestines.
If only they would go away. From that sentence, it's evident that it's close to impossible.
And I'm really not.
This kind of weather doesn't permit creative thinking.
You know you've been chatting way too much when you feel the urge to put a wink next to every other sentence when writing an English essay. 
Fuck this bullshit. It shouldn't be possible to have so many disappointments in a day.
Because of you I failed. You motherfucking bastard.
And the rest of the evening belongs to notes and exercises. That is, if I can manage staying awake after the first 10 minutes.
sA na si bmoluoc.
Lately I have been thinking. Not of anything truly important but still, things that make you think must be somewhat significant.
I haven't the patience for life. At least not right now.
You piss me off, goodbye. Hmm.
I hate it that every little bone in my body feels exactly the same everytime. Then they panic. As if it has never been that way. They never learn.
But what do I have, to trade for any kind of motivation?
Some boy slapped my chest by accident in school today.
Yes, I mean slapped. And of course I believe it was an accident.
Haven't been eating right. Hell, haven't been drinking right. Bleh.
Red paint on my face tomorrow. Balloons and cheers.
I ran the track out of curiosity, and for the team. Quite proud that I didn't let myself pass out in spite of the cruel, cruel heat. The house won.
The stuff they had went bad. So I am currently eroding my stomach lining with Coke.
I don't like it when I'm uncertain. I don't need to have all the answers, but I don't want too many questions.
Quite frustrating to feel like you can do nothing right. The fits, almost every other day.