This Drama Is Fiction: My year on the other side.
Six weeks in Seoul followed by one year in Kyoto, Japan. Rants, pictures, nail art and boy drama.
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I replied to that message, trying to shut this thing down without acknowledging its existence, like “there’s no one I like now but I’m so busy that I don’t mind so much”
He replied, “life is so difficult! :( lol”
I don’t really understand what he means but, either way, he’ll back off I guess. It’s a minefield dealing with friends.
Oh dear. The dreaded ‘is there anyone you like?’ message from my friend.
There were a few hints before that he liked me but I ignored them because I figured he wouldn’t do anything. Now I’ve received that message, which inevitably leads to a confession from my experience (where I’ll be left in the awkward position of having to turn down a friend). I had these same problems as a teenager and still have no idea how to solve them.
I thought about telling him about personal trainer to get him to back off but I feel like that would be too risky.
The ironic thing is that last week I was posting on tumblr about liking another friend and now it’s come full circle. But at least I didn’t ruin that friendship by acting on those feelings. Now I don’t care about him being with another girl. What are feelings. I don’t know.
Ew. Someone who has a tumblr dedicated to pictures of themselves in diapers just liked a bunch of my pictures….
I feel really guilty… I want to write all the details here but if there’s any chance people I know irl are still reading this tumblr then it’ll get a bit awkward.
There’s someone I was starting to like, a friend. I kept it to myself and came up with many reasons why it wasn’t going to happen. Then I found out from some other friends that they heard he was getting with someone, the last girl I’d have expected. I’ve never spoken to her but I’ve seen her around.
I was surprised… and said some really mean things about her to these friends. Really, I went too far. Afterwards I realised that I was just jealous and taking it out on her. She’s done nothing wrong and I don’t even know her.
Now I can see why I’m miserable and alone. I don’t deserve anything if I can’t be happy for other people.
Haha. This so much.
I call it ‘obligation liking’, or ‘義理いいね’.
….yeh I’m not sure that’s going to catch on.
I managed to finish and hand in the essay around 10am. I don’t ever want think about slavery in Latin America again! It was really interesting though, until about 5am when I could feel nothing but despair.
Now I have to stay awake for another 5 1/2 hours to get through my classes. I wish the classrooms weren’t so warm…
3am, 500 words in. What is life.
18 hours until my essay is due in…. 0/2000 words. Let’s do this
I really don’t handle stress well.
I didn’t go to any of my classes this morning because I felt like shit. And that was because I hardly slept last night because I was marathoning The Good Wife and not doing any of the things I was supposed to.
I’ve been getting more and more run down these last few weeks from lack of sleep and I’m making things 10 times harder for myself by burying my head in the sand over the things I really have to do. Like finally start the essay I have due in on Monday.
My procrastination is becoming self-destructive and, at this rate, I don’t know how I’ll handle another year of university. How do I get back in control of my life?
How well does sarcasm come across online?
I really don’t have time for patronising lessons from people trying to educate me on issues I already understand. I’ll have to research the question that I did have myself.
No way. I had no idea there was a region called the Caucasus.
That was not what I was asking about before. But thanks for enlightening me.