
I hate being a girl sometimes. I get all moody, then I get frustrated because of my stupid moodswings. It feels odd to be aware that I'm being moody, then becoming moodier because of me being aware of my moodswings. I don't think that made any sense, but hell, who reads this anyway?
Mood is a funny word.
I want to go to someplace nice and take a lot of photos. I miss open space. I've always thought myself to be a city person, but now quiet, open areas sound more appealing to me these days.
I think too much, so much that I confuse myself constantly.
School tomorrow.
My sleep is messed up.
Good night, folks.
I feel so pessimistic right now.
Damn moodswings. Haah~
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