marlowe

Here you go... bitching and emo drama at it's finest. Cheer up emo kid and quit your bitching. (I feel like I'm 12 years old again.... )

Do you ever have one of those days where you just feel sub-par to everyone around you. It's been one of those days where everyone seems to be prettier, faster, smarter, more outgoing, etc. than me. I feel like I'm disable on these days. Here's a good analogy. You walk fine, right? Well, when you start to pay great attention to the way you walk you realize that you don't walk a perfectly straight line. Some people will lean to one side, some people will limp a little, and some people will just sway from side to side. Point is, when you look at anything in too great of detail, it begins to look worse. I need to stop looking at my life like this. At the same time I scold myself for wasting my time, life, and potential, I also need to look on the bright side. At least I am at a good university (decent at least). At least I still have hope scholarship (kept above a 3.0). I may not always know where I'm going, but I know where I don't want to be... and I'm not there.

Times like these make me feel akward though. SOmetimes I feel like dying my hair back to it's natural color and taking out my piercings. On the other hand, I feel like gettting more piercings. (the tattoos are never a question. I love them). I think I may soon be returning to my natural hair color.

For those of you that never knew:
I am not punk
I am not metal
I am not goth.
I AM sick and tired of people at my school trying to assume I am one of these things.
I AM sick of labels.
I've met some of the most pierced up and tattoed people who were also ditsy.
I've met people who wear "preppy" clothes who have been the most liberal and intelligent people that I know.

I wish the world would stop with the stereotyping.

I have two papers due on friday and one on monday. Beyond that I need to make room for going and seeing two guest speakers at my college and seeing House of Flying Daggers at our college theater. (I've already seen it once, but it is awesome).

Last but not least. I want to do my T.A. for one of my Anthropology classes (and by do him I really mean ask him out to coffee). This is a really bad idea since he may be a T.A. for a class I take in the future. Either way, I feel that this also may not work since a great deal of people that I know view age as a factor in who they associate with. Since he is a Anthropology grad student, I don't think he would... but I never know. Some of my friends are T.A.s right now for othre classes and I get to hear all of the hilarious stories about their students. I think I'm going to be one of those.... damn.


the end:

will you kill me if I say please? (just kidding. Had to end it with another melodramatic quote. It only seemed fitting.)