I have two blogs now: this one's for more of a traditional daily-or-something-near-it journal, and the other is my box of secrets. It's the place I keep all my thoughts and feelings and ideas and songs and love letters. I decided to make this to
- a) keep myself orderly
- b) come to a greater understanding of why I am what I am and
- c) give context to that box of chaos.
I am failing high school - take that in all possible meanings of the word (grades, social life, people, girls, love, fashion, state of mind?). My mother's in contact with all of my teachers, and thus is monitoring all of my classes and associated grades. I'm beginning to hate people in general, not because they're all that bad, but because they get on my nerves easily and are difficult to deal with/keep track of.
I might have a problem with girls...It seems that either no one is attracted to me in any way or that I can't stay in a relationship for longer than a month. I'm a strange person, and I need someone who can put up with this thing I call myself. Listening to Broken Social Scene - bought two albums last night (Also, Stars, Destroyer, and something else I don't quite recall)
My friendships and relationship and all those other ships vanish when I turn my back. They fall apart, people lose interest...once the intrigue is gone, there's nothing left staying up for.
This post is quickly degenerating into a random collection of thoughts, strung together in a rather obscene manner, at that. So I bid you adieu, friend.
Sleep Tight
(My dreams are all too vivid, nightmare or otherwise)
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