Behind the Short Posts

Things are crazy.

I know this beautiful girl who I really like but I can't seem to find the right moment to talk to her and tell her I feel about her.
I've thought about just texting her but thanks to some relationshippers, I'm afraid of how she'd take it now.
I'm stuck in a rut and them relationshippers just keep questioning my manliness, my assertiveness and other traits. Some drama has occured because of this. I'm not trying to make Relationshippers out to be bad people, because they have good intention, but they don't seem to know what theyre saying. It sounds better in their mind than I seem to interpret at least.

I don't even know what to do anymore, and I'm getting sick of the advice. I'm getting sick of 'OMG BUDDY ITS SO SIMPLE YOURE MAKING IT HARDER THAN IT SHOULD BE'
'JUST ASK HER OUT ALREADY' 'MAN UP BRO'
Maybe I'm a little rattled because I was persuing a different girl not too long before this and it didn't go to well, thanks to, you guessed it, relationshippers. But no relationshipper seems to factor that in, they seem to take everything at face value and blam me whilest I stall. I shouldn't stall, but once again, I just dunno what to do.

Being lost sucks. Then, factoring in the stress of school, and everything gets a lot worse. When I'm not stressing about assignments that aren't done, I stress about above. When I'm not stressing about that, I'm stressing about school. I shouldn't be stressed about either. I kinda feel like I should just move back, back to New City. Take some time, go learn animation at some college or whatever. Live at home for a bit, til I get myself some direction, some confidence, some skill.
But then I look at it and it seems like I'm just trying to run from my problems.

I know these problems are probably small and insignificant, and that I'm probably stressing out for nothing. But dammit, I'm stressing.

I wish I could just make a bunch of animations, get famous, get rich, get confident, and make everything awesome.
If only it were that simple...


Its 3 am

Green is a nice colour.

I can't think anymore

I've exhausted my tiny brain. D:

I AM IN MISERY

AND THERE AINT NOBODY WHO CAN HELP SAVE ME

WHY CANT I WRITE WITH EASE

THE ESSAY IS SLOWLY KILLING ME

ITS REALLY GOING BAD

ITS REALLY GOING BAD

IM GONNA GET ZERO

GONNA GET ZERO

And this is only the rough draft.

HEY ITS OCTOBURR!


Pj visits home in a few days!

And I made it a month through university!

....aaaaand I just realized rent is due today. SHI-

Edit: K now its paid :D I r responsiblez