You are a fugitive but you dont know what you're running away from.


Love is just a shadow that you cast. Wise words indeed. I had a geography btest today, I think it went okay, but then I thought that about the last one too. I really need to pull my socks up (how lame) before next year. 7th year is the scariest thought that seems to be a recurring daymare. At night it's just flowers, boys, clothes, cameras etc.. that haunt my mind. But by day my mind obscures itself in an entirely different sheet and direction altogether. Growing up.
I, Aoife, the "teen" with the mentality of a toddler, who still laughs at ridiculous words and does not know how to act mature at all. That's right, me. I am supposed to be independent this time next year? Righto, jolly good joke chaps. I'm scared to even walk around town alone, how the hell am I supposed to survive A DIFFERENT COUNTRY?
This is me in freakout mode. Appreciate it, for it is my constant companion all year round, and I want to share him with you. Is it weird that my nervous breakdowns have a sex? Or gender, if your level of maturity is as low as mine.
Hmm. I need to study but I have to bring my books home first. ALSO! How are we supposed to study if the teachers are still giving us work and we need to bring our fecking books to school every day then back home then back to school?
This is an idiosyncrasy that annoys me.
That's a rant and a half, I think I should stop now.
I, Aoife, the "teen" with the mentality of a toddler, who still laughs at ridiculous words and does not know how to act mature at all. That's right, me. I am supposed to be independent this time next year? Righto, jolly good joke chaps. I'm scared to even walk around town alone, how the hell am I supposed to survive A DIFFERENT COUNTRY?
This is me in freakout mode. Appreciate it, for it is my constant companion all year round, and I want to share him with you. Is it weird that my nervous breakdowns have a sex? Or gender, if your level of maturity is as low as mine.
Hmm. I need to study but I have to bring my books home first. ALSO! How are we supposed to study if the teachers are still giving us work and we need to bring our fecking books to school every day then back home then back to school?
This is an idiosyncrasy that annoys me.
That's a rant and a half, I think I should stop now.
