That moment when you desperately need to listen to a song, as loudly as possible in order to enjoy it, yet you simply can't because you're supposed to go to sleep.
So I'm writing this post instead, not quite sure which song I crave for, in hopes I will figure it out by tomorrow.
I feel like I've randomly managed to find myself some creativity and now I'm not sure what to do with it.
It's quite unusual, especially since I've got no inspiration.
But I've sort of promised myself to start writing during November...I wanted to note down some stories, mostly the Potter ones, I think. Gotta look up numerology.
It's amazing how much pressure the second period suddenly brings with it - you've got separated Estonian classes just for the sake of doing your exam better, not to mention German as your first foreign language. The homework load with the first week is amazing, yet you enjoy the chance to speak proper German much.
It's amazing how much things one can simply do worse to make yourself more understandable for people.
This is a blog created mostly for me and me alone. So you won't find anything useful here.
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Saturday, October 19, 2013
Of cats and curly conquerors
Sometimes, I'm not quite sure what my intuition wants to tell me.
I start assuming things, which are either 100% accurate or not accurate at all.
Thus I end up...somewhere. Which makes me overthink.
But, I did get to pet a cat at three o'clock in the morning. I'd say it was a successful night.
I am seriously terrified at the moment. I didn't realize it until now, when I start putting my thoughts down.
I don't want to talk about it to anyone, just out of pure paranoia that it'll go away when I talk about it.
I don't want it to go away.
My head hurts.
I grin maniacally as I gaze down upon my driver's license, which I don't feel I've deserved.
But I am glad that this has been accomplished, so I shan't complain about it.
Step number 1: Be honest. Please, I beg of you be honest. Is gonna hurt like hell, but being honest is better than being not.
Life is like a boat. Life is like theater.
I feel like a marionette on strings, barely aware of what's happening around me.
I did get my room clean though. So that's something.
I start assuming things, which are either 100% accurate or not accurate at all.
Thus I end up...somewhere. Which makes me overthink.
But, I did get to pet a cat at three o'clock in the morning. I'd say it was a successful night.
I am seriously terrified at the moment. I didn't realize it until now, when I start putting my thoughts down.
I don't want to talk about it to anyone, just out of pure paranoia that it'll go away when I talk about it.
I don't want it to go away.
My head hurts.
I grin maniacally as I gaze down upon my driver's license, which I don't feel I've deserved.
But I am glad that this has been accomplished, so I shan't complain about it.
Step number 1: Be honest. Please, I beg of you be honest. Is gonna hurt like hell, but being honest is better than being not.
Life is like a boat. Life is like theater.
I feel like a marionette on strings, barely aware of what's happening around me.
I did get my room clean though. So that's something.
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