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Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Music: Brand New Day - Forty Foot Echo

I don't think I handle crisis situations well.

I don't like change, yet, I keep asking for it. What the heck is wrong with me?

I feel like being blunt and straightforward. But I'm thinking I might ruin things further by doing so. Not like the person cares or is supposed to.

I put myself up for failures, over and over again. Put myself in my position where the most harm can occur. Why the hell am I such a sadist?!

I feel like blending in and disappearing. Be virtually unnoticeable. Live alone? Isn't that much easier.

I can't contain myself. I feel like a loose cannon, aimlessly shooting at anyone who crosses my path.

So stay clear.

I got a lot of comments for the sudden extra accessory I have on. No, it did not hurt. No, there was no blood involved. Yes, it's real. And yes, I had it since I was 16. Some weirdo didn't believe that and accused me of lying. Like seriously, would I even bother to lie about something as trivial as a piercing. Give me a break.

I'm really hating History right now. 8am test tomorrow. I have some last minute reviews to go through.

Pray I live through the coming weeks.