i hate how you can be totally high on life and it can just be taken away in an instant. i'm wasting time right now, or maybe i'm not. i need a few minutes to clear my head i guess. ugh. i hate these moments when i feel like i'm not good enough and i have this knot in my throat and i start doubting and second guessing life and myself and everything. i legit had such a kickass week in so many different ways, and all it took was one moment of being self-concious to bring me back down from my natural high. i hate how things can't stay too great for too long. i hate how things can seem so perfect but not really be. i hate how i've made myself so unhappy within just hours of being the happiest i've ever been. am i wrong to feel the way i'm feeling about myself right now? i'm not sure, but i just need a venting sesh so i can get back on my feet and start writing my mountain of essays and doing my mountain of homework so i can have a good time tomorrow. my mind is just all.. fucked up. it's nothing anyone did, it's just me overthink, feeling self- concious and feeling shitty. i'm just an asshole to myself. maybe if i didn't think at all about anything i'd be happier.
i've been having a really great few weeks. things have been looking so incredibly positive, like they never have before. just in the fact that i felt for once that i've found someone who i want to love and who wants to love me just made me feel like i was on some sort of a natural high. it's not like anything got taken away from me, i'm just afraid of being a disappointment, i guess. do i make myself seem too good or better than i am? i don't know anymore. i'm starting to second guess whether i'm as great as i make myself out to be, or as i think i am. i'm just starting to question if i'm deserving of what i'm getting or if it's too good to be true or some shit like that, i don't know. my moment of self- conciousness started over some trivial conversation with my mom. we were talking about jobs, and how i don't have one. i kept telling her i want one, i know i need one. i think i'm going to go next weekend looking, but this weekend is just too busy. ugh, i'm overwhelmed just thinking about how much i have to do still tonight. through this conversation i started to think, i have so many friends with jobs and some are even doing better than i am in school. am i just a dumbass or are they just smarter than me? i should be able to have better or at least equal grades to people with jobs. it's stupid if my grades are lower than people who have jobs. i have more time on my hands, how do i spend it if it's not on school shit? what have i been doing? all these thoughts came through my head and i felt incredibly self-concious. i feel so vulnerable and insecure. i don't feel sure of myself right now, at all. i need to remind myself of how good i am, even though saying it sounds completely arrogant. ugh. i'm trying to think of all the things that make me feel positive about myself. things that make me feel happy inside so i can get back on track. i don't know how i got so royally fucked up in the head in the span of a few hours. what is going on in my head right now? i'm trying to talk some sense into myself. it'll work eventually. i'll just listen to songs that make me happy and continually listen. think about how much i have to be happy about. ugh, why do i have to feel like so much shit? now i'm never going to get anything done.
i feel myself getting a sort of senioritis. people say when you're a senior you totally slack off in school and they call it senioritis. you're just rushing to get out and don't care how your grades go. i'm sort of feeling it, a bit. i've been half slacking, i suppose. i think i have at least an A or B in every subject. nothing lower. i'm in two clubs i'll have a leadership position in each next year. i run my own business. i read a lot, hence, i'll probably do decent on the SAT (but i do need to study more). i know there are places i'm lacking. no, i don't do sports, but i don't think film schools really mind. over the summer i'm hoping to build up a kickass portfolio. what else can i really do? i know i need to look more into colleges, and now that's it's late at night i'm thinking clearly. i know i'll get some excellent letters of reccomendation from my teachers. what else do i really need? i guess i could put more effort in my clubs. lately i've been slacking. maybe it's just this week i was really distracted with my love interest, hehe. i sort of slightly ditched both clubs, but it wasn't completely necessary to be there anyway. i think i missed some sort of national honor society meeting or something, but i feel like i miss everything lately. just last week i was sort of slacking a bit i suppose. tomorrow i think i'll spend a few hardcore hours on my ap paper and english essay. i want to get everything done tomorrow so i can have fun on sunday at guggenheim and make next week a little less stressful. i know when i wake up tomorrow i'll probably not be thinking this way, but i really want next week to be a bit less stressful than what i'm anticipating it to be. things just don't seem to be calming down the way i want them to. i think i'll be up until around 3AM tonight, just because of that dumbass nap i took in the middle of the day, ugh. i just noticed how i've been pretty much been typing non-stop for the past few minutes, without thinking at all about it. it just comes out so effortlessly. i'm going to write a few more paragraphs. i have things to talk about. don't bother reading on, really. it's just venting.
today we were supposed to be doing this thing for this club, blah. it was some sort of a craft project type thing and i was sort of eh about going. i was sort of preoccupied with the fact that any day i stay after and don't hang out with my love interest [it's so odd that i'm going to be repeatedly using this phrase, but for some reason i always feel awkward using the real name. i'm not sure why. i never like using people's real names when i'm blogging. it's just sort of odd or foreign to me]. i feel sort of like an alcoholic or something, except i'm addicted to our conversations and just him in general. when i stay after and he's not there, it feels empty. it feels incomplete and i feel like i need more. i'm an addict i guess. it's so strange. it sounds sort of like dependency, slightly, and that sort of scares me. but anyway, i was supposed to do this thing for this club, but ended up meeting with said love interest while i was on my way to going there. we just hung out for a solid half hour, hour, with the occasional "'i should probably go do that thing,' 'then go,' 'but i don't want to go,' 'then don't'" exchange of words. haha. unfortunately, i enjoy talking to him so much that i just don't really want to do anything else. it's like, once you've gotten the best thing, you don't want to go back to the suckish thing. ugh, i hate how i sound like a total drug addict. anyway, so we were walking around, and around, and around, everywhere. that's sort of our thing since like, last week. we just walk around together, just us, and talk endlessly about things that don't matter to half the population of the earth. we have so much in common that it doesn't matter. we could talk about string cheese or something, and it would last a while in conversation. i think we have spoken about string cheese before, actually. we can just pretty much talk about anything and have a good conversation. we were just walking and talking and then i ran into a friend of mine, who is in the club that i was ditching. it was sort of incredibly awkward, seeing as this friend and i sort of always had this sort of flirtatious type friendship. it's like that friend you always sort unintentionally flirt with and almost like 800 times but never really do. he seemed extra shaky, a bit uncomfortable and possibly jealous. i'm not sure if it's just me sort of flattering myself or that was what was really up, but it was sort of awkward. it was such an oddly placed dose of reality. i half despised it, i guess. when you have such good chemistry and conversation with someone, you're in a separate world, almost. the reality that i had a sort of obligation was sort of bullshit, haha, but i guess it's what i needed. but we've been spending so much time together that.. i don't know. there's just nowhere else i'd rather be anymore.
makes everything feel so much better. that and chicago x 12 by rogue wave, is there a ghost by band of horses, hoppipolla by sigur ros and blue & gold print by mates of state. i was told that you can live off of crane wife. they were right. the decemberists rock so much harder than i ever though. i am in love with this album. don't you love those things that can make you feel instantly happy, no matter how shitty your day could've possibly been? i know i do.