driving home

suddenly i feel all this pressure. people keep telling me, "you're unique. you're so different" well i have never felt unique or different, i just felt like me. Now i feel pressure to be this person, every thing i do now leads me to (post-action) question if this is what is expected of this supposed unique person that i supposedly am. it is uncharacteristic of me to worry about this in particular, and i don't like suddenly caring so much what some people think about me.

SNAP OUT OF IT.

i slept horribly, like i had a flashlight pointed in my face all night. It was bright last night-maybe the moon was a harvest moon? i don't know but it was horrible. but not as horrible as waking up at 5 am to her boyfriends cell-phone alarm. THAT was horrible.


I cant believe i let the presence of a creepy, but harmless, guy in the studios keep me from finishing what needed to get done. now i am kind of effed. The paper needs to be dry before i can put the resin on, and i stilll have to paper the bottom-that is like 2 hours to put on and like a few hours to dry. i am going to try to put it on between classes but it is going to be tough. maybe i can enlist help.


EDIT:
i didn't feel our conversation was forced, maybe you are putting to much pressure on the flow and thats why you didn't feel it. i always enjoy talking to you-you didn't complain much at all you talked about your day. i see a difference there. smile today, well i cant really imagine you could go a day without smiling...so i guess i retract that statement.

off to start a hell day.