intellectual feline

September 20, 2014

he called me DN that stood for deadly nightshade Posted at 7:35 AM

^ another random insertion of a Lana Del Rey lyric

So my weeks were one of the most tiring and excruciating. Wednesday was by far the worst. Not only was there a ton of reading and problems for almost ever class that was assigned, but I didn't do homework until around 6 or 7 because I had Cross Country after school. I didn't even finish all the reading for History (no one did really). It was too much, to be honest and I could have stayed up all night but you know I can't pull a proper all nighter without procrastinating and grousing on and on about how tired I am. Then I end up falling asleep. I had 9 hours of sleep when I woke up because of the intense exercise and school and gahhhhh.

Now it's the weekend and I expected a chilled out one, but guess what? I need to catch up on all the History assignments that I have failed to understand and internalize as well as studying Latin again! Ugh.

Then there's Richard who keeps urging me to continue watching Tokyo Ghoul but I can't find the time because I keep on doing other pointless shit. Ugh.

Despite the small things that I am really not happy about, I would say this week wasn't the worst week ever. Besides the reading every night, I feel as if this will force me to improve my time management skills, something I need to work on this year because I procrastinate like heckkkkk. I can see improvement.

On Monday, one thing that really pissed me off was when Richard called me naggy. It really got to me (and well, Allen was apart of the reason why Richard called me naggy). It upset me and during Cross Country, I talked about it to Kristian (the only other guy I convey my feelings and thoughts too) and I told him that I was probably over-reacting and that I did sound a bit naggy but it didn't mean I was naggy IN GENERAL, and it seemed like Richard was labeling me that. Later, I wrote this long message to Richard saying what I felt because I couldn't take the pent up anger that was held inside of me. And his response made me feel a bit sentimental:

Apologize to Allen

I'm sorry for calling you baggy.

Naggy

You know how I am. I joke all the time.

I never mean anything.

Accept when I'm serious.

Sorry for calling you Naggy.

You're going to make an awesome girlfriend to Allen and you're an awesome and positive female. And I mean that. Sorry little sis.

His adding little sis was just a bit too much. And I have grown attached to him because he does act like an older brother. He's seems like a rude, obnoxious, self-centered douche during school and is really mean to everyone, even me, but I guess under all that, he's still a caring person, which I really like. But I don't want to get all touchy-feely about this, aha. I'm just saying, I just feel lucky that even though I don't have a blood-related older brother, I still have one manifested at school. :)

Dammit, community service. I need to start finding stuff. OMFG SCHOOL WORK. Ugh, I hate life. ><

Labels: Life, School, Stress