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D A T E: 11 | 17&18 | 2010
M O O D: Incompetent.
Dear LOL,
Goodness. My mind's a mess, a tangle of random thoughts.
I feel incredibly hyper and then I'm not. It's such an odd feeling. I swear, I need more sleep. I feel like screaming, I don't know why.
AUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH!
Ah. That feels better. Not really. But it did help. Anyways. Today was alright. Typical behavior in FND class, doodling around, poking fun at the teacher's accent when he's not there. The usual. As for my animation class...WHY ME? Why the bloody heck do I get the worst professor in that department? Honestly, the only help he gave me was assigning those textbooks, without those textbooks, I swear I wouldn't be able to learn anything. He might show a few interesting animation classics every now and then, and those do entertain me. BUT. He does not need to ramble through them. Agh. Can't blame the old geezer. Whatever. He liked my puppet animation, at least, most of it, needs more in-betweens. No time to work on that, unfortunately. I have to start on my finals.
OKAY. Enough about school. Let's talk magic. For those who don't know (I don't know HOW you can't know.) the premiere of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 comes out tomorrow *squeals to self*. And it shall be awesome. Bloody brilliant. Why? Because I don't want another disappointment in my life right now. Just for the sake of it, I'm dressing up as Harry! The Muggle version, that is, since he's not going back to Hogwarts anyways. In other words, I'll be female version Harry. PFT. Harry with a bosom. TEEHEE.
Ahem. Anyways, I feel excited, but not ecstatic. I guess I would be more excited if I didn't have to be concerned about filming my final this weekend. Ah well.
Hm. Again, I don't have much to talk about. I guess. What is there to talk about? OH. One of my best friends today, who ironically was the best friend of my ex-boyfriend, randomly reminded me of a TMI moment. Honestly, there are some things in my life I wish I was not constantly reminded of, and that includes telling me that my ex had naughty dreams about me. I don't know how many people out there also have this knowledge about their exes, but honestly, it's not flattering when that ex turned out to be a major twit.
I don't know. Maybe I'm strange, but I feel gross knowing someone I dislike had those type of dreams about me. It's unnerving. Anyways, it's all in the past.
I have other personal problems now, quite minor. I'll discuss those some other day, when I feel the need to vent them out. But for now, I'm paranoid of perverts. Why? During my commuting trips, I just happen to make eye contact with the most random of people, some of them look like creepers. I always feel like someone's watching me (it's definitely not because I'm full of myself, I like to avoid being the center of attention.), and as much as I want to say it's all in my head, it's hard to convince yourself when you directly make contact. Ergh. Shivers.
I should stop freaking myself out, honestly.
Erp. I feel like a loser. I lost two games of tiles, and failed pinball twice. These are petty reasons, but they still make me feel pathetic. HAH. I can find so many reasons to demotivate myself and lower my self-esteem. Ugh. I think I'm done typing for today.
Ta ta for now!
 a t h e b e · Thu Nov 18, 2010 @ 08:00am · 0 Comments |
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