Okay guys. I hate this journal name, as I'm not calm, and I'm not a cloud. And I can't be assed to deal with rename tokens, so I've moved. I'm

I should learn; as soon as I want something, and plan on having it, it'll all fall apart. And I shouldn't feel despondent and shit, but I do, damnit ( Read more... )

I'm not together right now. I'm not entirely sure how to make myself get together. I feel like I need motivation, serious motivation to do something; shake myself out of self-induced stupor. I want to go home, if only to break the monotony, and have things change, but I need to get my head around studying. I'm not sure what to do, at the minute.

So wherever the hell I am... I am seemingly obsessed with horses. I love the stables.

That is all.

I got really, really down. And then I went home, and started riding again, and eating healthily, and just... not working, just chilling at home. Walking my three labs, and watching tv, playing my flute and the piano, and just... adjusting. I was put on anti-depressants, and then went back ( Read more... )

I HATE this. It's one thirty am. And I've been trying to sleep for an hour and a half. I wanted to go to bed at ten, but people in the common-room decided to have a get-together, as they've been doing every. Freaking. Night. And if it's not IN the common room, which is next door - I share two walls with it - then they're in the corridors, crashing ( Read more... )

I tend to get wise when I'm talking to other people. I just can't apply what I learn.

Relationships - people - are as much about you as you are about them. The way you're treated is in direct response to how you expect to be treated, the way you act and behave, and the way you respond. If you allow a pattern to occur, it is as much your fault as ( Read more... )

New Year's Resolutions

*Give up chocolate. Utterly.
*Stick to vegetarianism. It feels healthier.
*Look at the photo of me a year ago. Look at the photo of me at fifteen. Strive for the second and achieve it. I am unhealthy. Accept this, do something ( Read more... )

I'm having a series of really bad days right now. For a moment or two, I believe change is possible - and then all I want to do is curl up and die. I hope it isn't too difficult back there, or I don't know what I'll be doing.

I'd forgotten something. Something I knew as a kid.

My dad hit my mother. And I saw or heard.