Okay, so things are really confusing at the moment. I really don't know what to do. Okay, so I'll give you a quick bit of back-up informaion that has led to things being so confusing.
Okay, so just over a week ago, I had some issues at college, which led to me wondering whether I should leave or not. Not long ago, my uncle died, and I'm having a really hard time getting over it, as it's the first death I've been through of somebody who I was very close to. As I wasn't coping that well anyway, and all these problems arose, I felt as if I couldn't actually deal with anything else, due to lack of energy and being emotionally vulnerable.
But, after talking through things with my family and a few friends, I decided I would give college another go. Or, atleast stick it out until the end of the year, and then I can transfer to a new college, but haven't just wasted a year. However, I'm now having second thoughts about going back to college, I've only told my family and friends, and not my tutors, but my tutors somehow have found out, no doubt thanks to people who I trusted. I don’t mind telling people, and I don’t mind those people telling other people, but it’s the fact that people have to tell the tutors!? How does that make sense? “Loose Lips Sink Ships” – So stop talking about other peoples goddamn business! However it’s not the fact my tutors know that’s bothering me, it’s they’ve decided to hold a tutor fucking discussion group, and even had the balls to say to my friend that I know!! They haven’t told me shit. I really don’t know what to do.
Also, I wish my mother would hurry up and come back from Ireland, as I have been on my own all day, and had nobody to rant to. Maybe that’s why I’m having such a rant now. I’m just so lonely. Hurry up and come home, Mama!!
I could really do with a cigarette right about, but I haven’t felt well all day, so I haven’t been up, had a shower, or even got dressed. So, to go for a cigarette, I’d have to get dressed, so forget that. I’ll just die of addiction. Hmph. I feel like I’ll die if I don’t get a cigarette soon. But too many of them will kill me. So what should I do? Hmph.
I do sort of miss college, I also sort of miss college. I loved my course so much. And I was damn good at it. I also miss the friends I’d made. But, obviously, not everything is forever.
Anyways, I feel like I’ve rambled enough. I think this has helped me. I hope it has, I had a terrible cob on me.
J Riot, Over ‘n’ Out
Okay, so just over a week ago, I had some issues at college, which led to me wondering whether I should leave or not. Not long ago, my uncle died, and I'm having a really hard time getting over it, as it's the first death I've been through of somebody who I was very close to. As I wasn't coping that well anyway, and all these problems arose, I felt as if I couldn't actually deal with anything else, due to lack of energy and being emotionally vulnerable.
But, after talking through things with my family and a few friends, I decided I would give college another go. Or, atleast stick it out until the end of the year, and then I can transfer to a new college, but haven't just wasted a year. However, I'm now having second thoughts about going back to college, I've only told my family and friends, and not my tutors, but my tutors somehow have found out, no doubt thanks to people who I trusted. I don’t mind telling people, and I don’t mind those people telling other people, but it’s the fact that people have to tell the tutors!? How does that make sense? “Loose Lips Sink Ships” – So stop talking about other peoples goddamn business! However it’s not the fact my tutors know that’s bothering me, it’s they’ve decided to hold a tutor fucking discussion group, and even had the balls to say to my friend that I know!! They haven’t told me shit. I really don’t know what to do.
Also, I wish my mother would hurry up and come back from Ireland, as I have been on my own all day, and had nobody to rant to. Maybe that’s why I’m having such a rant now. I’m just so lonely. Hurry up and come home, Mama!!
I could really do with a cigarette right about, but I haven’t felt well all day, so I haven’t been up, had a shower, or even got dressed. So, to go for a cigarette, I’d have to get dressed, so forget that. I’ll just die of addiction. Hmph. I feel like I’ll die if I don’t get a cigarette soon. But too many of them will kill me. So what should I do? Hmph.
I do sort of miss college, I also sort of miss college. I loved my course so much. And I was damn good at it. I also miss the friends I’d made. But, obviously, not everything is forever.
Anyways, I feel like I’ve rambled enough. I think this has helped me. I hope it has, I had a terrible cob on me.
J Riot, Over ‘n’ Out
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