blah blah blah

I've been thinking about being angry at people and using keen observation mixed with scathingy wit to cut them all down. SMITE! its not like i see anyone enough for it to matter much. plus, i'm handsome and charming!!! i can make new friends!!! i'm already sitting at the perifferary of a number of different social circles, and they're all wide and gaping and just waiting to be thrust into.

talking bull of course, just feeling fair alienated from a lot of stuff and folk. I was not happy that on the last day of term i was working friday saturday sunday. I am not a student, i'm a bloody kitchen assistant (soo much more than a mere KP) that just happens to go to uni occasionally. thats 1/3rd of the problem-work.

2/3rd is the fact that for as long as I can remember, i've been in varying degrees of physical discomfort. it might be why i tend to (but not always) dismiss emmotional pain, both mine and others. who cares about "feelings" when your hands are missing a layer of skin and your foot feels like its about to fall off.

and C, my occasional unwillingness to do anything constructive or inductive without being instructed to. its a very strange form of laziness, as it means i can, and indeed do, work quite hard. but only when suffiecently moaned at to.

thought of the day-i hate this weather