I fucking hate my computer class. It is supposed to be web page design, but it is more like 'morons scream and try to spar.' I basically use it as a study hall. I had no choice but to take it.
I am in an awful mood. Lia really, really pissed me off. Our friend Lairy has really bad anxiety, to the point where she cries in the middle of class, so I talked to her about therapy. Lia immediately acted like there is absolutely nothing wrong with Lairy and even said she manages it just fine. Crying in class is just fine, right? Then she said to me, 'Not everyone is crazy like you.' and smiled.
Fuck her.
On a different note, I am feeling anger. This is a first in a long time. I'm not sure if that is good or not. I will talk to my therapist this arvo. I don't like it at all, but everyone keeps telling me it's normal and I should feel anger.
Camden and I are back together. I am quite happy, I must admit. I am sending him something (but can't say what here, in case that sneak reads it.) I do hope he likes it. He insists he will since it is from me. He's sweet now that he is getting well. Sweet like he used to be, but not overdoing it. We are taking things slow, which I really like.
Quote of the Day:
~“Love is something eternal; the aspect may change, but not the essence”~
--Vincent van Gogh
One Hundred Fifteen.
- February 14, 2011
- Quit_Lollygagging
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