Dear Blog: A miserable day at uni to further compound my miserableness.
Had a 2.5 hour break. People wouldn't, couldn't or didn't pick up their phones, or they were in lectures, or they hate me a lot. Maybe all three together. Who knows. So I ended up being bored and depressed until Mark came along at 11:50 or so. Made me laugh for about ten mins, then he had a lecture. So I became bored for another hour and a half.
French workshop was boring and lonely. Management tute was boring, lonely and weird.
My whole body hurts. I think it's all linked to my knee.
I think that these are all superficial reasons for my unhappiness.
I think it's because, deep down, I'm scared.
I'm scared that I'll grow old, with all the money in the world, but no-one to share it with. I think that's my greatest fear, actually.
I'm scared that no-one cares.
Word of the Day: Scared
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