Today I feel I have achieved nothing. I woke up, looking like utter shit. I went to college for a very unproductive day when I did absolutely nothing of any importance. Then I had a driving lesson and did nothing new, and I feel like I'm never gonna get the hang of it. Then I came home, continued with the unproductiveness, then did a bit of theory practice, and failed all of that.
I hate days when I feel like it would have been better to not even get out of bed. I haven't seen anyone, or talked to anyone. Wednesday afternoons used to be lovely, with little Costa gatherings with beautiful people, and I can't even remember the last time we all did that. Its like the longer we are at college, the more work we have, so we can't do the things we want to, but then I just sit at home doing fuck all anyway.
I would quite happily go back to school right now. I used to love it how we could just cruise through it all, and not stress out. In the evenings, we used to live at each others houses, but now I hardly ever see anyone. Even in the holidays, everyone has work and such, or just other things that they would much rather be doing . .
I hate college. And I strongly dislike March 2nd 2011.
I wish I was four again.
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