the journal.

fuck.

April 4, 2012

Life is to damn boring. I don’t know I can’t be happy now that I sort of have everything going great in my life, but I am just not excited enough. Or I don’t know. I am just lost with what to do. I really don’t know but I feel restless and that I should be doing something more productive. Take on more projects or something another. This is annoying…this restlessness. It needs to go away. Like now! Fuck! It’s not like I want unnecessary drama but I want drama to start with someone that does not include my friends or me. Maybe someone else’s life…but everyone is happy at school. OK, I know there is no such thing as being completely happy, I mean look at me, but everyone is just content. Why can’t I be that way? 

FUCK!