Why are we forced to waste our time so much? And since I know that no-one is reading this anymore, I shall now proceed with ranting about it.
*ahem*
Honestly. They are always telling stories about these intelligent people who do brilliantly at school, but can’t handle the stress of university because they never learnt to work hard at school. But honestly. For the love of crying out loud. Maybe if they actually gave us something to do, then we wouldn’t be so lazy and just breeze through it all. They are blaming us for not learning how to work, when the people who are supposed to give us work, aren’t doing so. And then we look like the idiots because we never learnt to work. When they’re the ones who taught us to just relax and go with the flow. But whatever.

The people in my class never fail to make me laugh. No matter what mood I’m in. Especially Arnold and Agnes. Those two are hilarious. Even better when they are together. They just can’t take one another. lol.
/me grins
Wednesdays are the slowest days of the week. The whole day consists of double periods except for Maths. The one good subject of the day they go mess up by only giving us one period. Them idiots. Forgot my lunch today. So I survived off a block of chocolate (which I convinced Nomsa to give to me via mind control… : P ), some chips which I jacked off Yoli and a blue fizzer. lol yeah. Talk about a healthy diet. But whatever. I would’ve preferred my good ‘ole sandwiches any day.

The weirdest thing happened last night. The weirdest thing. Woy asked me whether I game. Now, I used to be into gaming really hectically like a month ago. I kinda gave that up some time ago, to prove that I wasn’t addicted but also… yeah. Some people there were acting weird and I got hurt. Paranoid freak that I am. But whatever. I still play, but not nearly as much as I used to.
So I replied yes, that I still do. And he asked me the weirdest thing. He asked me to stop gaming. And when I asked him why, he said that he can’t tell me now. That the only thing he can tell me is that he is asking me this because he cares about me. I don’t know what to make of it all. I really don’t. I mean, why on earth would he mind whether or not I game?
/me shrugs, puzzled
Well, it’s not like I’ve been gaming much anyways lately. But I don’t know how long he wants me to give it up for. I mean, I worked really hard on my char. And I still love rping, on top of everything that happened.
/me frowns
But whatever. I told him that I wouldn’t, so I won’t. At least not for some time. I don’t know. Maybe I should give it up for good. I dunno.
/me shrugs
Oh well.

I worry about him. It’s like the one moment, he mentions something about being depressed, but when I ask him about it, then he is suddenly fine again. I have no idea what he is doing. Or thinking. I mean, if he’s feeling miserable, then I want to know. I don’t want him to always pretend to be fine, because then nothing we do or say is real. Or helps him feel better. That’s actually the main point. I can’t make him feel better when he’s down, if I don’t know that he’s down. And chats aren’t exactly the best place to read body language or voice tone for clues or anything.
/me shrugs

Argh!!! My music is all so old. I know most of the lyrics off by heart, that’s how much I have listened to them. I need something new. But I don’t know what. I don’t know what I feel like. I don’t want anything Hilary Duff style, no rock either. Some hiphop maybe… *shrug* Oh well.
This musicless thing is getting irritating.

Well, I had better go do something useful for a while now. Be back later, or tomorrow, or whenever.

You Musicless Sarcastic Poet

~ by cravingoxygen on July 30, 2008.