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Saturday, November 29, 2003::

Drama shit

Well, I'm thuroughly pissed off. I've gone form worried, to panic, to upset, to pissed. I could almost SWEAR, if i ever get through with this I'm just going to QUIT this next semester because it has no place in me. What's the point? I'm never going to be an "actress", and I do my best to avoid speaking in public. The people in the class don't care about me, much less notice me. And the ons that do only notice me because they, too, feel lonely at that moment or were forced to associate with me. I'm to the point of wanting to throw up. And if i ruin my 8-years-record-of-not-throwing-up over some silly elective then I'll probably just throw up more to get rid of the rage. I refuse to be alone on stage. I don't liek to be the center. If I have to do my Prose in contest I'll probably double dose on my medicine just to make sure i didn't panic and start balling, but then I'd probably just pass out on stage from an OD. Or---whatever


Ok, I'm over my rage.


I'm still not happy though. And I'll still hurt you.

Man life sucks. I havn't said that in a long while. LIFE SUCKS.

-: Amy Kelley blogged it up at 1:29 PM:-