Listening to: Hazard To Myself-Pink
Feeling: envious
At the moment I'm humming to pink while cleaning up my sewing room. Currently scanning through all of my old cds. Its so different...
New friends, new life, nothing is the same as everything used to be.
I hate it.
I miss the good old times, my friends, my teachers, everything! Even if it was a pain Middle School were the best moments of my life.
At the moment I'm thinking about my love life.
That is the only thing that went back to my old self. I absolutely hate love now. To many crushes to many people whining and fusing over me. I had one of my friends threaten to kill himself if he didn't date me. I'm dating a sweet guy at the moment, but I honestly think that my tainted soul isn't right for him. He is very sweet but one thing that I am absolutely sick of is in a relationship, I have to do everything. It should be 50/50. Anyway, I grow sick of this love crap.
Sometimes I wonder how boys can like me. When I think about it I have problems, in which make me unique. I'm ADD and LD. I have really bad skin problems to the point if something brushes my skin I get a rash. ADD and LD have a huge impact on everything I do in life. ADD causes me to not pay attention in class, but I am a very creative person. LD (Learning Disorder) Itself impacts my school life.
Every time I think about it, I cry.
My dream is to become a surgeon. Because of my disabilities I can not become one. If I try maybe but I have such difficulties. It hurts me so much. My other option is sewing of course but what I also wants to do is model in them. My skin condition prevents me from doing so. You see I can not shave with out getting rashes. I can't wear the things I want to wear, I can't do the things I want to do. Its really frustrating. Everyone suggests things like "use lotion".
I am very envious.
So yeah. School is fucked up, Love relationships, friends, home, work.
It is the night before Christmas, and I wish you a Merry one.
My one wish, I wish for better health. ~Merry Christmas. -Popping Cherries
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