To Be Sincere, You Make Me Crazy
Hullo. Sordid day. Boring. Studied a lot, and will have to study a lot when I get home. I'm in a fowl mood. Need to squeeze enough hours to help me get a passing grade in that Biochem test. Which was set for Nov. 2 but got changed to Oct. 26!! How the heck do you make a test happen sooner? Grr! Anyhow. Nothing I can do. Nothing else matters. Screw that class.
Tomorrow's the AEB's halloween party, at night. Let's hope I can squeeze all the material I need to cram today, and tomorrow early on so I can pass. Right? I've got a Psychology test, too, and I've got rehearsals for The Illiad, this show I'm a part of in San Juan. The problem is everything is set to happen on Wednesday! Grrr! Not to mention I have to drive over 10 hours to get to each place, and that I've got a med school interview also on that day. I will be hurled to and from 3 different, far-away cities in one day!
I hereby testify that I will NOT partake in any more plays, musicals, and crazy events not related to the AEB until December 15. No sir. I need to stop being in every which contest and hallo-baloo, so I can raise my grades from the Bs and Cs to A and A+. Ok? I swear, so kick me if I get myself involved in any more events. It's fun, and it's amazing, but I'm tired and I need to focus on my academics. Thank-you.
How was camp? Ok. Just Ok. The park was pretty. The ride to the park, just me and Gual in the car, was awesome. We sang together, laughed over which routes to take, went shopping together, he let me hold his cell-phone, and we shared a bond like we were boyfriends, poured over that map, and talked about crap. He even celebrated, and grabbed my hand, when we arrived. I mean, we don't touch in public at such events. He even asked me for my toothpaste, and laughed at my dumb jokes. Not usual behavior in camps. We'd gone eating, just a few of us, to Buffalo's and he'd actually sat next to me, and we kept joking and he kept looking at me. I knew the behavior was weird, because X started to get mad, and she'd give me a lot of mean looks, and would hang her head on the table. Specially this one time when both of us were talking -- I mean, he started conversations with me! -- and we locked eyes for quite a bit, and I smiled. When I look away, X is shooting me a very dirty look. She got angry, too, when she saw me playing with Ganga, Gual's puppy. He'd come into the office, and just like we were the best of friends, he shows me the dog and we play together, and he's acting like... like he likes me. Like he's starting to like me. I felt like I was finally getting someplace. Once we got to camp: L came into the picture, and my platonic love changed. He started acting rude, and distant and cold, and I lost him to whatever takes over when he acts that way. Sad, but true.
The natural habitat was awesome. But, moods were low, and certain people were rotten and fowl. I got insulted and I felt like an idiot at certain points, which I did not enjoy. Soured the ride, and soured my life. Not all ended badly, since Gual and I made-up after listening to Arjona's music. I got a chance to scold him, too, when he kept insisting my map-skills were 'iffy' -- I told him, "You don't trust me, Gual. Then you wonder why I get pissed." He apologized, and we later exchanged a joking smile when we ended up giving rounds because we took *his* route and not mine. "I was wrong, no?" He says. In the whole, the good outweigths the bad, but in the whole I gave it a D+. I need to speak to L. His insults are getting out of hand, and now they hurt. You can't always get what you want.
It's life, no? Life f*cking kicks you in the balls, and there ain't nothing we can do about it, but grin and bear it, kick back, and watch the world spin.
Even dogs enjoy the morning.
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anxiousCurrent Music: Rolling Stones