- they'll be the death of me. the ones that i impose on others, and the ones that are put on me. organising things, it gets a bit annoying when youre asked on tuesday afternoon what your plans are for the weekend. or how about this: if you want to catch up in a group then organise it, don't wait for or ask or expect someone else to do it. i don't like being rushed, nor comitting to something that i probably won't be able to deliver. i'm taking each day as it comes. exams that i have to study for, parties that i have to miss. no special occasion so why should i be there? because i owe it to you? oh so i owe my presence to you, i'm sorry but i was under the impression that it was MY presence, not yours. i can do what i want with it. it's not like in this day & age of a recession comparible to the great depression that we have money that we're able to just throw around on alcohol, drugs, cover charges, cab fares, extravagent dinners, or new clothes. but most importantly, time. it's against me, & i'm sure many others, at the moment. the essay that i have to hand in, the workbook that i have to put together. the exams i have to study for. doing all this plus balancing a social life, a boyfriend who lives 40minutes away, working for financial independance, family commitments, etc etc et fucking cetera. it's all too much, really. & i can't handle it. & i want it to stop. i want to do the best at uni. i want to be able to make my friends happy. i want to be able to show my appreciation for my family. & i want to have money that i can spend on leisure. but it's all a big fat contradiction sometimes, isn't it? the people with enough money to enjoy themselves are usually the ones without the time to do so. and vice versa. so at the end of the day you make priorities. and with a strong heart & my head held high, i'll stick to mine.
