Things that urk me.
- 1. People who cannot take a compliment. Just be polite and say thank you.
- 2. Having a bmi of 18.1 and 15% body fat yet calling yourself fat.
- 3. Bullying. Especially physical bullying.
- 4. Guys who say they can get any girl they want.
- 5. Kids who don't appreciate what they have.
Initially I was going to wait another month and see what happens. But Urgh. Nah. I’m done. For real this time. I need a break.
Okay this is getting ridiculous. Fucking 3am everyday. Wtf do I do to stop this cycle?!
So much camwhoring today. I am running away to be a hair stylist. Or make-up artist …. I don’t want to study anymore.
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1:24am Confession time.
Urgh. So much stress. I don’t understand why I do this to myself, leave the work that could have been done ages ago to do a night or a week before. The next few weeks are just going to get busier and busier. I can’t. Deal. I’m just pushing for the end of the semester already. Please. Just be the end.
My week has been far from perfect, pretty much the crappiest week at work ever. Dealing with stuck up, dumb and annoying bitches… is trying all my patience. Then I think about the money, the business training in Sydney and how I’ll be homeless if I don’t keep up this smile… So I smile. I pretend like they’re the most elegant and righteous human being I’v ever met… and people wonder how I got so good at acting.
I keep telling myself everything will be okay, even though the end of the year approaches and I’ll no longer be a student. I won’t have the benefits I do now, I’ll have to change my visa, bank accounts and all other cards. I might even have to move again. Just thinking about it…. makes me uneasy…. Insomnia kicking in again.
But oh. Wow what an eventful week it has been. I’ve realized teenagers have it so much easier, their worries are just… not really worries at all, yet back then, it felt so significant. Not that my worries right now are that big of a deal either. Guess noticing these little things make you realize that you’re growing up… I just feel less clued up then I’ve ever been. MY mind was better and more mature in my late teen years… definitely more stable too.
…..oh and I wish boys and girls could be just friends. That would make life so much easier. Why do people have to develop unwanted feelings for each other when they have such a perfectly good friendship? Come on man, don’t spoil it. GO OUT AND MEET NEW PEOPLE ALREAD- oh. wait. That just means you’ll be friends and then… aw fuck. It doesn’t seem like there’s a right way to do this is there?
Oh well. Take life one day at a time… no other way to do it.