revelations

Greetings lonely minds! The Olympics have finally commenced its pretty exciting I'm just wondering if they had a say.. Arts Olympic that'll be an event I'll be dying to catch. Anyway today during Churchies, I did an impromtu skit with Bel, Tabby and Marcus. So I was the kid who wanted to go to a Bieber concert and my mum (Tabby) didn't allow me to go, considering that my O's were nearing. And Belicia was the sensible friend that didn't think I should go while Marcus was my fellow Belieber. It was all very hilarious, (we sang/danced Boyfriend halfway) and Tabby made a very convincing mum and Belicia was just being Belicia, hatin' on Biebster and all (which is kinda ironic since she went to ATL's concert a day before her Amath and SS paper). But the point is, I think........... I'll give Snow P's concert a miss. I'll prolly get post concert depression and have no mood to study and maybe become suicidal. I figured that if I don't go, I'll prolly be depressed too, but not as much as if I went to the concert. So I guess this is God's way of telling me not to go for Snow P's concert. Hm after all, what is missing a Snow Patrol concert in the light of eternity? Well I guess at least there's the Olympics to look forward to.
To be honest, I find myself being incompetent in many aspects. Not going to elaborate but it is evident and I know it. Of course, I am aware of my flaws. Is this what you call being insecure? Afraid so. Never been one to succumb to my inner demons but these days it gets so hard. I am no longer as sad as I used to be but then again when you're sad for long periods of time, being sad becomes a normalacy and you're so used to being sad it runs in your blood you feel normal when you're sad. But I believe I am happier. Of course I would be, what's there to feel sad about? It's not even 7 and the moon alr seems scarcely grazed onto the sky. Aye.

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