I’m not sure if its added stress from finals or funky mood syndrome but I hate people. Everyone and everything is on my nerves and I don’t know what to do about it. I read a quote the other day, ” Be the type of person you want to meet”. Umm still waiting. Where are these mythical creatures? Funny, pretty, decent taste in food, champagne and clothes (furs, bags and jewels included). What does a girl have to do to find a #spiritanimal? I have a lust for life but I feel like I spend most of my time waiting on people to be ready.”I’m poor.” “I can’t get time off work.”Blah. Blah. Blah. Kill yourself.
I’ve realized that I can no longer use my old friends as a crutch. I feel a growing disconnection. Its no ones fault, but apparently it can’t be helped. Every day passing the gap grows and grows. While I still care about them a great deal, I am ready to finally branch out. Properly. For real this time. I think. Bleh.
I challenge Paris to produce someone who giggles when someone trips, likes to go on lavish vacations we can’t afford and knows the difference between champagne and sparkling wine. So cmon Paris- Show me what ya got!