Ugh... it's coming again. Every march/april, I get this really restless feeling. Like, I'm tired of my life and I want a change. I guess my wish will come true soon enough...
I wish I knew what was bothering me or how I could remedy it. :(
I'm finding it so hard to complete a play. God, this sucks. I have about a million ideas and I feel so pressured to produce a play before leaving Inglemoor, but I can't stick to a story
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I'm not going to do that. Only lame, insecure people talk shit about other people for petty things. Therefore, I retract my previous post. Except for the douchebag part. That I stand behind 100 percent.
And ya know what? I'm through with being nice to people I dislike. In five months, I'll never have to see them again.