30 April 2004
9:46 PM
My dad just spent the
whole drive home (not that I'm complaining) talking to me about
social skills that he says I'm lacking. What he meant was that I'm lacking in the area where I am supposed to walk right up to strangers and strike up a conversation. My dad does that
all the time, I think it's in his blood to have what he calls
'contacts'. But I don't think he realised it ain't exactly
easy to strike up a conversation with a total stranger, who does that these days anyway. But I think my dad rocks so it doesn't matter. (:
Heard from a friend that all those sec3s in an integrated programme in any school are facing the same stress level as us. I can't believe it, but nobody does these type of things on purpose anyways, so I guess I got to take it all in my stride. One thing's for sure, I'm getting tired of taking so many strides, physically and mentally worn out. Especially with my concert and my terribly terrible (I'm so tired my vocab. is limited to this point) piano lesson today. I was zoning out constantly. Sigh.
I will end here so I can go to bed and catch sheep. My brain is reaching zero point, and there's nothing I can do about that.
[ Isingbecauseim t i r e d . ]
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