14/3/2010



Me.

I have no idea what I am doing.

I am 19 years old, going onto 20.

I am in Perth, Western Australia.

I do not know how to act around you, or any one else.

I am painfully shy, that, or I am either very quiet.

I know that I look antisocial, but I don’t really say anything because I don’t know what to say, especially since I do not know you as well to be comfortable to say something.

I am very conscious of you my friend, because I am afraid of offending you, I scared my second tongue would come out and spoil our friendship.

I am bad at singing karaoke, but if you give me a part in a choir, I am able to fufill the basic requirements of tone and pitch.

My diaphragm spazzes out whenever I sing around people who I want to make a good impression on.

I’ve been listening to Jazz and lounge electronica and especially sad songs, but I don’t know why I am being so depressed to listen to it 24/7.

I have a ton of homework, but I keep on putting it off for other stuff.

I know I need to do things, but I feel like my body is really tired, tired of it and of people.

I don’t know why people keep on victimising the rich, even though I am not rich, I am still in the “well-to-do” section, that doesn’t mean that I go flinging money into the air, and I DON’T!