BE HAPPIER. tell people when they're making me unhappy. lose v-card write more poetry. write less love poetry. be less clingy. be endearing. enjoy self.
there's about a metric dickton of snow on the ground outside. I've been snowed into my house for two days. I hate it. I'm so bored. and it leaves me alone with my thoughts. I don't like it. for example: I... smoke. I probably shouldn't. I know I shouldn't. I feel bad when I do. I just... don't really have any desire to quit. and OH GOD i think i like him he probably finds me really annoying i should just leave him alone but i want to talk to him so much ahhhhhh and I need some more goddamn music. I feel like I've been listening to the same thing for about a hundred years.
I feel like I've been dropped into The Shining, I swear.
Tuesday, 15 December 2009
feeling alright. much less nihilistic now, at least. so busy, but studying at shesha is awesome. parents think I smoke like a chimney. AWESOME. I mean, I smoke. not so fucking much, though. they're not mad, however. it's strange.
I'm mad at the male race, pretty much. you guys suck, you know that?
I have nothing constructive to say.
Tuesday, 01 December 2009
I've been feeling really out of place lately. I don't seem to fit anywhere. Which is upsetting, because I thought when I got into theatre that I was done with feeling misplaced. some little things still manage to make me smile, though. like my actors. directing makes me happy. the way our theatre smells makes me happy. lead actors calling me late at night just to talk about costumes makes me happy. being so frustrated with one *ahem* adult that I just want to scream bloody murder and knowing that I'm surrounded by dozens of people in the very same situation makes me happy, in a misery-loves-company sort of way. poetry makes me happy. listening to it, watching it, reading it. unfortunately, I'm going through a spell and can't seem to write it.
I am going to therapy. I feel comfortable saying that here because I only know of two or three people who read this and I would tell all of you anyway. I think I need it. probably do. but I am terrified. it's because of donnie darko, I swear. I don't want to start taking pills that make me hallucinate evil bunnies and travel through time. I don't want to take something that makes me a different person, something that controls all of my emotions. considering what I want to do with my life, what I love doing, that would be something akin to death itself. but I know I'm not supposed to feel terrible all the time. right?
I feel like xanga sees the worst side of me all the time. maybe I'm just being myself.
haven't been here in a while. been grounded from computer. nothing's really happened. I feel... alright most of the time, but being alone is getting harder for some reason. fell asleep watching donnie darko last night, then woke up at the end and freaked out/wanted to cry. other than that, had a great time. watched benny and joon, which was the cutest thing I've ever seen. I feel... really baseline lately. not excited about much, but not really sad. It's very strange. And I haven't been able to cry for about a month. which is even stranger. I'm looking for some less depressing music to listen to. If you know any ridiculously happy bands, please suggest them. I'd appreciate it.