... After seven weeks of strike, we finally got back to school, about two weeks ago. And it sucks. Everybody I know (including me) is terribly unmotivated, because everyone forgot everything about school. The beat of working is slowly shaping back up, but it isn't done enthusiasticly.
We were supposed to finish in about 2-3 weeks, but now, it's more like 2 months, and people lose their summer jobs, cancel their trips, change their plans, and if everything goes well, we should finish the session around the same time high school students do! And for us, who are used to finish at least a month before them, it's really discouraging.
And last but not least, within the time I had nothing to do, no work, no school, no motivation, I had the time to develop some unhealthy habits with my way of life I didn't have before... You know, like sleeping at 5 am when you wake up at 6:30, and since that huge ass party on the first of april, I never took so much drugs in a so small amount of time, which makes an average dose of one pill each two days. And the disturbing part is, I don't even feel that exhausted. I don't complain too much, because I'm the one who's doing it, and I can't blame anybody except me, but maybe I should slow down a little...
Anyways... I'm still a happy girl, even if I bitch around. Bitching around is so fun... I think that the day I will stop bitching will be the day you should really start to worry for me...
Peace out niggaz...
We were supposed to finish in about 2-3 weeks, but now, it's more like 2 months, and people lose their summer jobs, cancel their trips, change their plans, and if everything goes well, we should finish the session around the same time high school students do! And for us, who are used to finish at least a month before them, it's really discouraging.
And last but not least, within the time I had nothing to do, no work, no school, no motivation, I had the time to develop some unhealthy habits with my way of life I didn't have before... You know, like sleeping at 5 am when you wake up at 6:30, and since that huge ass party on the first of april, I never took so much drugs in a so small amount of time, which makes an average dose of one pill each two days. And the disturbing part is, I don't even feel that exhausted. I don't complain too much, because I'm the one who's doing it, and I can't blame anybody except me, but maybe I should slow down a little...
Anyways... I'm still a happy girl, even if I bitch around. Bitching around is so fun... I think that the day I will stop bitching will be the day you should really start to worry for me...
Peace out niggaz...
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A girl after my own heart
Pumpkins rule *listening to Soma*