like things that make one want to shred paper into tiny, tiny, tiny pieces.

maybe it's just me who wants to shred paper.

i wish i had had more time.

or even more paper.

or that everything were okay to start with but I just sort of shredded part of the inside of my lip with my teeth by accident which probably means I ought to mentally change the subject before I go absolutely ravingly mad.

if I were a good writer, I would be able to describe how I feel right now without trivialising the subject matter about which I am upset.

but I am not, really, so I will just say that I am currently not a happy person.

(the current situation, presented via factual statements:)

i. We are doing monologues for theatre class.

ii. There was one from the Laramie Project, which I read because I thought I might want to choose that one to learn.

iii. It gave me a lump in the throat, an urge to shred paper and an inability to finish reading the monologue.

iv. I chose a humorous piece done by a ghost with a British accent.

fin.

narcissism.

edith.
27 July
SAS

materialist.

iPod
new schoolbag
books
laptop
watercolours

noise.

nonsense.

Vivian
Ji Hyun
Yoru-senpai (aka Jacen)
Nikki
Kesh
Rachelly
Yu Han
Onion-san
Isaac
Kuo Xuan
Cyrus
Shasha
Awa
M10309
Ruth
Russell
Joey

memories.

May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 March 2010 April 2010 May 2010 June 2010 July 2010 August 2010 September 2010 October 2010 November 2010 December 2010 January 2011 February 2011 March 2011 April 2011 May 2011 June 2011 August 2011

thanks.

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