2 posts tagged “confusion”
Don't want to close my eyes
I don't want to fall asleep
Cause I'd miss you babe
And I don't want to miss a thing
Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you babe
And I don't want to miss a thing
I quite like this song. I watched this video clip which has scared me off from watching any other Aerosmith in the future. Lead man looks frightening.
My mind still trips over it self when I try to make sense of anything to do with relationships. I'm currently fine though, moreover it's because I avoid thinking about it at all. We'll see, something fey is going on and I'm going to get to the bottom of it.
'Cos i don't want to mis a thing.
I woke up at 3pm today, that'd teach me to sleep at 3am but it doesnt. In fact I might do it tonight, which is technically a school night but you didnt know that because I altered the date on this entry as to being yesterday. Ha.
I can stay at mono! So, it may not be a big deal to anybody but it is for me. Mono is like an entirely new dimension where I'm also entirely different. Strange. The people there are very important to me too, if i quit i know i'd never really see them again. Not in a friend kind of way at least, and thatd be weird because some of them are very important to me. But hey i can stay! I compromised my already low working wages at my parent's chinese takeaway shop so i get $5 a night. I'm thinking however, is mono really bloody all worth it?
Oh well.
Much Love.
To the strangers of Vox if they ever stumble by. Feel free to chastise me.
Much Love.
To my beloved one of two sisters, Kathleen.
Thank you. I don't know but thank you is all that really seems fitting in this situation. If I was you, I would wish that Edwina would get over herself and him, maybe you already do but that's okay thanks for not saying it aloud. I don't know the support you provide the kind of indifferent yet supportive care is really nice.
Tokorode, enough of my recessive love life.
At the beginning of today, that being midnight I woke up from a deep nap. You see the day before at 11:40pm I was studying one of my four pages worth of vocabulary pages on my hardcore (literally) bed. I woke up at 12am the next day realising i somehow managed to take myself a nap. So from 12-3:40am i studied. Great.
I studied on the bus, I studied at school, I studied during roll call, I studied during scripture and I studied during recess. Yet I still fail to do my very best in the darned test. That's deplorable.
The maths test I'm proud to say without any modesty, was owned. Whilst completing the test I realised I couldnt factorise one of the lines and I asked miss if i was doing it wrong or if there was an error and she completely misinterprets it and says she can't tell me. Ten minutes later with a conversation with the teacher next door we find out the exact question I was complaining about is un'do'able. Ha. Ownage.
God I have got to stop saying ownage, own, pwnage, pwn. I've also gotta stop with the blasphemy. Im just vain.
I love you Kathleen! =D
It's kind of disheartening that if still-dont-know who sees myspace everyday couldnt make it with him then the odds against myself are .. haha.
The song that is perpetually reiterated in my head is Low Happenings by he Howling Bells. It I don't know, it's alluring. It contains betrayal we're all to familiar with in a standard 3-4 minute song. I love it.
These really are the hard years aren't they? Everybody has their own little problems with their head 5cm away from being smashed against the wall from the consistent stress of assessments, romance and god bless them , our parents.
My friend Muskaa Andel, I must say is the coolest person in the world. Then she left at the end of year 8 because my school wasnt high enough calibre for her. That cut.
Recently i initiated contact with the fabulous Ms Andel it's nice to know that the wallpaper friendship can still ensure us a decent conversation. Ha.
I'm currently reading Four Play another badly written contemporary romance novel. I feel obligated to read it because I borrowed it and now it's like a month overdue. Ironically I had another overdue book in my library books pile yet I completely dismissed it because I found the entire British-American war/Romance thing boring.
Anyways after maths I remember going to the library to practice my oral assessment. Dear god (BLASPHEMOUS) it's alarming to notice I am increasingly found more and more in the school library. People in my group automatically assume that in my absence I will be at the library it's quite weird. Keredomo, I don't mind. If it gets me a 95+ UAI im happy to live in the library.
The only real highlight of the day worth mentioning was the excavation kits we got during Ancient History. They are the bomb. They smell fabulous too. I don't know something about scraping around in clay with a paddle pop stick is really instigating in a non committed way.
I feel kind detached at the moment. I think about males, I think about one and then immediately think about the other. Now i've cut down the masculine lotto pool to two.
The corny friends are forever things are really true huh?
Much Love my starpowder puffs. Eat well.
