karatetentacles

beda? what's that.

shit's hit the fan and I'm just spinning round with it.

I dunno. I just feel all over the place. Everything is moving too fast. I can't even get caught up in the "oh that was my last Lancer Day!!" because I'm too busy worrying about reading Jane Eyre and making sure the FreeLancer will exist and working on my newspaper shit and guh. And then there's the things that are sad in my life like Esther and my alcoholic parents and my alcoholic student body.

OH ALSO I have a job. this is a good and a bad thing.

GOOD: I don't have to stress out about money anymore! It fills up time that I'd spend playing bloons anyway!
BAD: I wish I could spend that bloons-time doing homework or something...

Something cool: I was voted NHS president, which is nice. I was sort of sick of losing elections.

There are these people I want to be friends with and do things with but I don't want to come on too strong or be weird or anything. So I try and wait for invitations and try really hard not to invite myself to things and all that. But I dunno. I can't get a feel if it's a pity-invite or a hey-we-like-you-just-thought-in-the-past-you-wouldn't-be-interested-invite or anything. But I try not to overthink it and just go with it which is what everyone should do all the time.

Ugh sometimes I just make really good mix CDs that just are perfect for occasions.

I decided that instead of NaNoWriMo I'm going to create/do FOCAM: Fill Out College Applications Month. Fuck. FUCK! Erase college from my mind too much TOO MUCH. Welp added bonus of NHS president I'm pretty much a shoo-in for any college of my choosing. Just gotta pay for it ERASE ERASE ERASE TOO MUCH

I think I'm just gonna curl up and read Jane Eyre and sleep for a looooong time.