I feel a bit ill right now. But N’Sync is keeping me alive. I know, Glee and N’Sync, my good music taste went out the window. Oh and I just threw my phone at the wall, priceless, I think I should actually officially get rid of my mobile phone and be one of those uncontactable people who turns up in the dead of night submerged in glitter with a bottle of gin at my feet. I think I’m gonna do that when we go back to college, see if anyone notices.
I’m a bit fragile at the moment. Holidays are almost over and I’ve done pretty much no revision, not entirely my fault I guess, there’s been some anxiety spinning round but either way I’m sure I’m doomed to fail. I’m gonna have to start working when I get back to college, which in a way is sad because I know what will suffer but I think that’s the way the cookie crumbles or whatever.
I think maybe I should stop being so dependent anyway. It’s times like this when I realise why I get so drunk and party beyond all comprehension, and not give a fuck about how I act, what I look like, who I talk to and what I get up to.
Because I can and nobody seems to care at the end of the day anyway.

15/4/10



