mizmich's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- So so stuck I have been planning to set the right foot this time round, and start off the right way. Its not like this you know. I've never felt this way before(or so i think). Jane said she was worried I might have gotten into the wrong course because I was saying how I couldn't draw to save my life. Its not that my groupmates arent good you know. its so confusing as to explain how I'm feeling because I don't feel right. This feeling just grips you and then you just wanna scream all sorts of profanities but you just gotta keep your cool because THERE'S NOTHING you can put the blame on. Carin says we should be related.. yeah maybe we should. ok i'm out man. gotta wash my face. * this is the added on entry because I thought diaryland took away the previous entry so i typed another. fucking entry. fucked up on me. shit happens man. * I was just saying that its so frustrating when you're so clueless and you're like walking in darkness and not knowing a single shit of any sort. And I got a little frustrated when working with my groupmates online, but its not that they're not cooperative or not doing they're work, but i think we all should just pay attention to what we're saying. askljalgkajglkajg i just wanna scream profanities sometimes, but the easiest way? wow no shit, i should be carin's twin or something. I wonder if I did the right thing by choosing this course because when anyone passes comment on me being in this course just sticks to me, and it builds up and I turn and doubt myself. All this design shit.. * Lynn says I'm putting too much pressure on myself. All I wanna do is try to graduate well and get into a good university and a degree and i'll rock the shit out of anyone who doubted me. well everyone's in this shithole anyway. so what the hell right? 11:24 p.m. - 2007-05-01 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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