I’m sat here wallowing in self pity, with Love is only a Feeling playing through my earphones. I should write a book, How NOT to Make Yourself Feel Better. As hard as i try to busy myself at uni, with my final year projects going on, and all that production bollocks that comes with it, as many hours as i spend in the the production warehouse making our set, i still feel awesomely let down. Ninety percent of this wretchedness is to do with the Rob situation, but a part of it is also just me. What am i gonna do with myself this time next year? I dont even feel like going back to Brunei for Christmas. I hate that i bumped into Rob today, that he followed me around for a while, that he texted me, that he said no he was too busy with go out for sushi, that my friends never want to go out anymore, that i get caught in the middle of people’s feuds, that i have final notices and bills up to my eyeballs to pay, that my lightbulb busted in my room, that i have nothing to make me smile anymore.<\/p>\n
This is a rant, because i’m sick and tired of pretending that i’m abso-fucking-lutely happy, when i’m not.
\nYes i am greedy. I want what i had last term. I want Rob back, I want the constant partying again, i want peace with all my friends that are falling out, i want to be hugged and loved again. I want my old fucking life back.<\/p>\n
Now, all this anger has made me angry. I’m going away to hide with a cigarette and a hot chocolate outside.<\/p>\n
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