I sit here, like everyone else does, but there is one difference. I am not like everyone else.
I don’t think Patrick realises how much I’ve come to respect him. I guess I’m a hardass like everyone’s been telling me. I can’t take a joke sometimes, but I’ve been having a pretty shoddy day. No, that’s not true, I’ve been having a wonderful day, but I’ve chosen to perceive it negatively. I’ve given up my option for happiness and chosen to be in a bad mood. There’s not much sense in that, true, but I can’t really pull out of it with some sort of spark to get me going. *sigh*
Patrick isn’t my friend. I guess I really don’t have all that many friends at Trinity. No, scrub that. I don’t have any friends here. People have forgotten what it means to be a friend. I’m not a very good friend myself. I don’t know what I’m talking about, I’m just a hypocrite, and a bullshitting one at that. Well it doesn’t matter, not in the longrun. Just another bad day to be forgotten in the end. It shouldn’t be a bad day anyway- I had a fantastic day up until about an hour and a half ago. I don’t get how things could tip so negatively. Nevermind, I’d better get to work. It’s 2:22, and school ends at 2:30. Maybe I should send my work home or something. It’s not like it matters- I left it all up until now anyway. A 5 week English assignment to be compacted over a single weekend. Brilliance John. There’s not time like the future.
I miss Ivy =(