"And you tell me life's a bitch
But I don't really think you get this
And I wish that I'd not let you in any more
And I wish that I'd been a bit fussier about the kind of people that I let
through the door..."
Why I shouldn't have let you in- Tom Milsom
I'm currently listening to Tom Milsom and vaguely paying attention to film on the background called 'Stuck on You' which so far is alright, I suppose. Though why they chose Matt Damon and Greg Kinnear to play conjoined twins I really don't know, because they look nothing like each other. Obviously they're not meant to be identical, but hey, they're meant to be related.
On another film related note, my brother and I watched about half an hour of The Dark Night before deciding that it was rubbish.
College is rubbish at the moment, and I can't wait to never have to go back. I skipped double Critical Thinking
Exams are getting scarily close and if I'm not revising, then I'm worrying. I only have three of them (or two if you don't count Critical Thinking, which I don't. I'll turn up, but I'm not revising for it) so it could be worse and this time next month I'll be done. It's two weeks to my first exam (English Lit) and I'm panicking because I don't know anything. I'm surrounded by paper with notes about quotes and themes and stuff and none of it seems to be going in. The truth is, I've partly given up. Although I may do okay on English Lit, English Language is impossible. I know I'm probably going to end up going to Greenwich and although I don't really want to go to uni there, at least it will be further away from home.
And now to the reason why currently at the moment as to why I want to be further away from home. Yes, you guessed it, it's a boy related thing (primarily). I really liked him. Think I still do. I'm pretty sure he hates me and it's my fault, simply because I over reacted to something. I was wrong, and as a result of that, he said some stuff. A conclusion of this is that I don't think people should be allowed to walk into your life, mess you around and then walk out again; I don't understand how you can stop caring about someone. I don't have my feelings on a switch.
Anyway, so I'm a little stressed. Oh, and Jayne Geary (aka Key Skills teacher) has put me on Amber. There are no words that express how little I care about that subject, and is fairly low down my priority list.
I promise another blog soon that's more 'normal'.
B xxx
NB: This entry has taken quite a long time to write and was in fact written over 6 days. Just so you know.
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