Well, this is is as good of a time as any other to decide to grow up.
I mean sitting at home most of the time, reading, writing, playing games, this is not considered a mature life... Well, the reading and writing maybe, but I should just go and... well, meet people and other thingies. Looking for a job wouldn't be a bad idea either.
I'll go, join a bellydancing course, which will most probably be much fun. I'll look into that job in Ireland, and of course I could go and... be nicer. Yuck.
I just don't see the use of being all nice, and be someone who is way better than I would ever be. That's cheating, and if I find a boyfriend (ye gods, yuck) that way, it would be very stressful. Just like nearly all the time. It's no use telling them that I'm not a nice person, that I'm pessimistic, and... I'm whiney. Nobody believes it, befriends me, and then I get blamed. Predictable.
Anyway. Exams. Then... who knows. Of course I will miss my friends who I've met thanks to gw, but if someone really misses me, they will find a way to contact me. *Shrug.*
If anyone knows about some low maintenance guy, who actually does not expect me to be nice, well, tell me. Any stuck up, immature British kids excluded. I'm not in the mood to pick up trash.
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