LetMeFeelYouCarryYouHigher.

im kinda tired so excuse incoherancy.

im absolutely knackered, i didnt sleep well last night, no particular reason, just didnt. the last time i checked the clock it was 3:47am. paha. i get up at 6:45.

today was kinda average, i spoke to lisa who went to see 30 seconds to mars last night, she thought it was great apart from two things, she paid for jared leto to sing which he didnt and he also had a shit hair cut. apparently he has a mohawk. i died a little inside. he's meant to be down to earth yet intelligent, not ostentatious.

sigh, ill still fantasize over him.

the day developped slowly. with double english, discussing macbeth tediously. for 100 minutes. whilst i had jake complaining about how it doesnt have divine order in it, although it clearly does every other frickin' line. he's just arguementative like that. i love him for it :')

we got to act some of it out, which resulted in jake pretending to be the drunken porter in Act 2 scene 3 which basically sounded like him putting on a northern accent, i pointed this out and he said northern people sound like drunks anyway.

"Fucking northern monkeys!"
"I hate these fucking southern fairies"

i then had a double free which is always good to do nothing in, i was meant to go to the library, but sitting in my temporary form room gossiping and eating digestives is much more productive use of my time than doing my art essay which is 6 weeks late.

i was sat with matt, sophie, conrad, aadam. matt talked about how satisfying it is to what the demise of an ex girlfriend and knowing youre doing better than them. and he also talked about how one of our friends charlotte isnt bothering to talk to him sophie, me or anyway because she has a douchebag of a boyfriend instead.

matt isnt a gossip, to be honest he's one of the most straight up guys ive ever met, he's lovely too, he was there for me, when i had that bad new years experience.

so we sat around, i intermitently wrote a letter im working on.
and we were then discussing how i found out one of my ex's is apparently engaged to her boyfriend in year nine.... i creased up. im a bitch arent i?
i get nasty towards people like her incredibly quickly, i dont ever show it to their face, i avoid them, but something ticks inside of me, where ive put my all into being the best person for them that i think they deserve, and when they kinda throw it back in my face (with emma it was her putting me in a hospital :') ) its satisfying seeing them fall.
i sound like a prick. i only feel like this to two people who i regard as two people who contributed to me feeling the way i do everyday.

not much else really happened for the rest of the day, gina fell asleep in film studies... thats how boring that was.

to be honest if my cat wasnt hogging my bed, id probably be asleep too. this is hard work staying up.

Daniel x