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i've been thinking of posting for a few days. to be honest, a lot has happened in the past few days. weeks. the past two weeks in specific.
i can't even describe how different i feel about things. how scared i am of what's to come. and how much my goals have changed.
one of my favourite bands at the minute, is set your goals. during one of my many free periods, i was sat thinking about my english work. what i've mentioned before, 'what's in a name' and i was listening to set your goals, so i got thinking about what set your goals means. how hard is it to set your own goals. personally for the past 17years i've been setting my goals, that are perfectly achievable because of who i am, yet i rarely achieve my goals, because i get scared. i get scared of a lot of things. one which many of you will be perfectly aware of is my fear of commitment, i know many people our age have a 'real fear' of commitment, it's perfectly natural. though it's not just in an 'intimate' relationship i am finding i have these problems. most of these span i guess from the loss of my best friend (f), to be honest, no one that ever knew charlie remembers her, which is a wierd thing to think. sometimes i question myself and wonder whether i actually imagined her and she was just a figment of my imagination. but thinking about it, i was always the loud one, i was always the one with the attention on me, i was always the one that got in trouble because of things that we did. or things that she did but i got the blame because i was more in my character. Jack if you're reading this, i know you'll understand what i mean. you've said yourself, at the memorial, that things never seem right any more and friendships just aren't the same. it's true, friendships aren't the same,but hwo do you compare a friendship anyway, i've been close to a lot of people, and i have a best friend that is so alike myself it's a little bit peculiar, seriously if you ever meet us in person, we say/think and do the same things. it's odd. but how can i compare the friendship i have in her now, to the friendship i had in charlie all those years ago. i've matured, i'm a completley different person now. i look different, i sound different, i act different, i hardly recognise myself, so i doubt she would. i'm not saying i'm gonna 'let this go' but writing all this and writing my letter to hayley surely has helped.
a good friend, and idol of mine, said to me that i should never feel like i have to be strong and indestructable, it's ok to break down and it's ok to be sad. be this the death of a close family member or a best friend. or anything for that matter. if something upsets our heart, why the hell should we pretend like it doesn't. we shouldn't. Emotion is not something that we should hold down, emotion is something raw and honest. i don't know many honest people. and even the ones i'd say are honest, are probably the biggest bitches, the ones that are so raw to your face you don't even want to know what they say behind your back. there are 4 people i can name, maybe five, though sometimes i know she hides things from me and we don't tell each other the whole story, but that's for our own sanity apart from anything else, but yes there are 4 people i can name who i believe to be genuinally honest. one of whom, i mentioned earlier, and i think you all know that this person is more than just a friend to me, she is my idol and the sole inspiration for how i live today. one other, someone i met 'through' this person, and their band, an honest guy through and through, i believe whether you believe it naive or not that he would never lie to me, he really is amazing, a second also a guy i've known for two weeks today, he has been nothing but honest with me, and i hope our friendship to continue, he makes me laugh when im sad, he makes me smile when i'm in tears, he generally makes me feel wonderful, and a third, one of the only girls on this planet that has a lot in common with me but i don't realise it. i read her writings and i realise we think the same things, we want to write the same things and we have the same aspirations in life. Hayley,Chris, Dan and Luby, thankyou for being so honest with me of late. Being honest is a God send. it really is.
i told dan i'd go to bed about 40minutes ago now, and i am getting pretty weary. i know i don't sleep all that much, in fact i worked out in my free, after being instructed to keep a diary of my sleeping patterns by the doctor the other day, that since 'the incident' shall we call it. i've had roughly 56 hours sleep.. that's 4hours a night on average. clinical insomnia.
as much as i'm beginning to hate my reactions to things like this, and my riotus voice, 'i fucking hope the twats get what they deserve'.
i'm off guys, if you fancy a chat comment me yeah :)
love always, Michaela. x
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