mood: worried
music: never gonna fall in love again--snowpatrol
CPCetc: curse you, air conditioning!!
** **Apparently, the psych test I took yesterday has been graded really weirdly. This means that Kiri more-than-probably failed. Shite and onions. And here I was hoping that my test grades would improve after intensive studies at a prestigious universities. Le sigh.
I'm off to Talent tonight with Will, Paiga and Baboukis. Just like yesterday, I'm vaguely dreading it. I don't know why, but hanging out with theatre kids I don't know while it is more fun than can ever be had, it makes me so ridiculously nervous. It's like all these people are so amazingly cool and their lives are so interesting. I feel kind of...sub-standard, I guess. I can deal with the shite-heads in the lounge mocking me, no problems. But the theatre kids? That's shame right there. That is Kiri no longer having a reason to exist.
The moral of this story: being loved and accepted is more important when around people who are like you. The loss of this causes extreme amounts of angst.
Love to all you crazy kids at uni. You lucky bastards... And love to all of you who aren't. Love and sympathy. *nods*
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