troubadour

I'm fucking ill Ands it's really just a nuisance because I'm really busy.
So last week then, well it was a mixed batch really. For the first half of the week I was having a hard time finding the truth in my characters so I started to compensate and ended up looking like I was acting. But towards the end of the week I really felt as if I was starting to find my feet again.
I have such a lot of mental noise in my head at the moment that sleeping has been quite hard work and I feel fucking knackered, which is probably why I'm ill.
We had a 'get to know everyone in the school' night on Saturday, and as I was applying my eyeliner for the evening I thought, 'you know, no one is going to appreciate what a pretty goth I am'. In fact I want to know how many goth actors there have ever been if any. Anyway I left about 11.30 totally hacked off with the music and bouncyness of my peers. Really I love them to death but I gotta take a time out at the weekend to grind out my brain.
I leave you with a quote "I push my fingers into my eyes, it's the only thing that slowly stops the ache, but's made of all the things I have to take, jesus it never ends and works it's way inside, if the pain goes on: I'm not gonna make it."